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Kon svoite se vrtiš

from Siroma​š​ni i bogati by XAXAXA

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Кон своите се вртиш, но, врските се искинати.
Нема трето уво, око, крилја и ореоли.
Кон своите се вртиш, но нема браќа, роднини
слепи сме, оглувени, сами сме и проклети.
Те штитат со крадење, со значки и со титули
Станавме туѓинци, трговци и душмани.
Зошто го губиш она што веќе е изгубено...а го бараш она што веќе одамна е најдено?
Лажни наши светци, водачи и херои..следиме туѓинци, трговци и душмани.
Проклетите се парите, не се за живите и здравите
Богати се сиромашните, а робови богатите
Лично за личностите, приватно за робовите
Најсилни се слугите, тие се водачите.
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YOU TURN TO YOUR CLOSEST
You turn to your closest, but, the links are broken.
There’s no third ear, eye and halo.
You turn to your closest, but there are no brothers, relatives
we are blind, deaf, alone and forsaken.
They protect you by stealing, with badges and titles.
We’ve become strangers, traders and fiends.
Why do you lose what is already lost… and look for what has long been found?
False saints, leaders and heroes… we follow strangers, traders and fiends.
Money are cursed, they’re not for the living and breathing
The poor are rich, and the rich are slaves
Personal for persons, private for slaves
The slaves are the strongest, they are the leaders.

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from Siroma​š​ni i bogati, released September 8, 2012

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