You are a ruler of the largest country You're lying Tsar of misinformation You are a ruler of the largest country You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a ruler of the largest country You're ruthless King of KGB killers You're lying Tsar of misinformation You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis
You had appeared from a secret spy lair As a sidekick of a drunkard leader You brown nosed sneaky way to the top chair Waged dirty wars with proud highland people
You played the system screwing it over Your friend Winnie the Pooh bear kept your throne warm You killed or jailed all worthy opponents Then you began this gore Ukrainian war
You are a ruler of the largest country You're ruthless King of KGB killers You're lying Tsar of misinformation You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis With a tiny penis, with a tiny penis Ты тиран с маленькой писькой Ты тиран с маленькой писькой Ты тиран с маленькой писькой С маленькой писькой, с маленькой писькой
Your missiles are your penis extensions Look at these mighty and sexy shapes Tanks, cannons and jets are your viagra pills Without them it's small and down in shames
You are high on your doom nuclear weapons You're drunk on sweet blood of your victims Still, it won't help with your limp tiny thing And you are hated just like Adolph Hitler
You will be judged by your own saddest people You've sent great country back to the dark ages Burn in hot Hell you bloodthirsty dictator This is what on your grave will be written:
You are a ruler of the largest country You're ruthless King of KGB killers You're lying Tsar of misinformation You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis With a tiny penis, with a tiny penis Ты тиран с маленькой писькой Ты тиран с маленькой писькой Ты тиран с маленькой писькой С маленькой писькой, с маленькой писькой
[Verso 1] Dicen que Dicen que la vida es corta, hay que vivirla ya Dicen que hay que aprovechar el tiempo Pero a mí no me va tanto la velocidad Dicen que Dicen que este mundo no es de sueños y que hay que trabajar Dicen que no hay tiempo ni descuentos Suerte que yo nunca he sido mucho de escuchar
[Estribillo] Y ahora estamos tú y yo Solos en la habitación Y no hay nadie más que Pueda еntrometerse еn mis sueños Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah
[Verso 2] Quiero que Quiero que el rencor pierda memoria y no haya nada que envidiar Quiero que entendamos que la guerra Nunca, nunca podrá ser en nombre del amor
[Estribillo] Y ahora estamos tú y yo Solos en la habitación Y no hay nadie más que Pueda entrometerse en mis sueños Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah
The Polish girl went to harvest rye, | But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2 She took the sickle but forgot the grain, And that Polish girl was at home.
The Polish girl went to harvest rye, | But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2 She took the sickle but forgot the grain, | And that Polish girl was at home. | 2
The Polish girl went to harvest rye, | But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2 She took the sickle but forgot the grain, | And that Polish girl was at home.' | 2