Pari jo ehkä tänne linkattua biisiä, mutta tänään on ollu sen verran juhlallinen päivä Ukrainan sotamenestyksen suhteen niin on hyvä muistella vanhojakin
Vuosia vanha biisi ensin, mutta kun pienoiskoossa tämä konflikti. Suurhyökkäyksen voi kuvitella alkavan kohdasta 2:25
Laulu Moskaleille
Ja manittakoon vielä tässä samassa postissa, että voisivat sen Makarovinkin kunnolla upottaa, niin pääsee hyräilemään kunnolla kohtaa " Pohjassa makaapi jo Makarohvi-vainaa" kohtaa tietystä biisitä.
Vuosia vanha biisi ensin, mutta kun pienoiskoossa tämä konflikti. Suurhyökkäyksen voi kuvitella alkavan kohdasta 2:25
Laulu Moskaleille
Vladimir is somewhere in Moscow, sitting his bunker
his army is praised for being to good womr food
Kertosäe, tulee monta kertaa "You might win, you might lose, but you cannot die twice"
The motherland must be cleanse of the bastards
In Chernobyl the Rus soldiers dig thei trenches in deep,
they dont need any lamps in their yurts cause they started shining so brightly!
In Russia there is a new weapon: Radioactive Burjats
Chornobaijivka is so welcoming, opening its arms welcoming, once again the scum can be seen in half the sky, burning blazing-
You will be cheerfully burning all over the planet
In Herson the occupiers wont live to see their dreams
soon the blue-yellow banner will be rise again.
Soon the all the collaborators, will be thrown behind bars.
In Chernihiv forest, the lynching barhches stand ready for all of them, In case Muscovites are trying to invade North again.
If you move, savage is to retreat again!
On Snake island the orcs encounter hostile cliffs, they throw the occupiers to the sky with explosions
Dont poke your nose around white island
Somewhere at the bottom of the ocean "Moskva" is rotting, soon a very similar fate awaits rest of the fleet.
The crabs and shrimps will savour you!
The wind is blowing among the fields, blasting the orcs with grain, helping our skilled warriors shoot bullets att them
European tansk and guns are already on their way
Wash yourselves, occupiers with bloody tears.
The battalion has already formed the witches of Konotop.
The happiness of fatherhood will never be yours
The Russians are worried for, their pants are filled with poop, cause there is cotton burning in Belgorod.
We will chasing those orcs all the wy to the Urals
The proud Ukraininas tood up, the protect liberty
The rude Russians scattered like the rabbits int he field!
The motherland must be cleanse of the bastards
Our enemies will perish, like the drew in the sun,
if they didnt drown during childhood in a fucking hole in the ice
The motherland must be cleanse of the bastards
Ja manittakoon vielä tässä samassa postissa, että voisivat sen Makarovinkin kunnolla upottaa, niin pääsee hyräilemään kunnolla kohtaa " Pohjassa makaapi jo Makarohvi-vainaa" kohtaa tietystä biisitä.