Текст песни Бедлам 444 - Борьба за урожай

The struggle for the crop, do not threaten threaten,
Nature is warmly loved and inexorable.
Rain. Dirt. Magpies. It would only be within the time limits.
How many centners were removed from the hectare? How many? Few!
Let's remove it
We will not remove it
Sunset then dawn, there is no time for rest,
In the morning driving, almost no lunch,
We do not need the second place
We need victory
Cigarettes, a piece of cake,
Look under the wheels do not crush the hedgehog
Bread on the left, bread for the right,
Heroes of honor and glory.
Let's remove it
We will not remove it
Lonely lilac in the field,
With fatigue, all crap will see.
Lonely pine in the field,
I fall asleep on the go, for two days already without sleep.

I am the lord of the fields
In my pocket, the keys to the Zhiguli.