E.S.T. - 10 Holly Jolly Years (бонус)

Ask the dead how much it costs If you forget all your fears 15 thousands sunsets lost We fight with "red stars", with "double-eagles" 10 Holy Jolly Years When the spring sent away frost The guys took power with blood 15 thousands sunsets lost They get on holding, they get on holding Anarchy at any cost The preachers read them their last rights And asked them not to shoot But machine-guns answered: "Nyet" The time has come now, the time has come now For your unholy end And when the trains were ready to leave The towns were drunk and free All the commies shivered like leaves Coz they were hangin', coz were hangin' On every lamp–post and tree Ask the dead how much it costs If you forget all your fears 15 thousands sunsets lost And 10 Holy Jolly, 10 Holy Jolly 10 Holy Jolly Years