Текст песни ПТВП - Глаза Ментов

The eyes of the cops are shaking
The moon sticks into the heart of a knife
Kicking children, what an alliance!
Order on the Army of the Arts,
It seemed there was, in fact - no
Russian cigarette butts
Soldiers hide in the riding breeches
Sit-smoking in an empty cafe!
Refusal from the line of the crowd,
Union of Protection and Struggle,
Ah, realism,
Ah, the outline of all
The moon sticks a laugh into the heart!
Eyes of cops!