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Legend of the name of grapes Kuzma

The shape of the grapes is dedicated to the blessed memory of Andrey Kuzmenko.

"At 46, I understand that you cannot be neutral. After months of war, it turns out that there are two parallel worlds: in one there is a war, and in the other - it is not. Moreover, on the territory of one country. In one, people are dying, and in the second, they have not changed their way of life at all: they go to beauty salons, expensive restaurants, conduct small talk, spend money and are absolutely not worried either materially or spiritually about what is happening in our country. The war cannot be in any specific part of the territory, if it enters, then this is a disaster for everyone. And therefore it is impossible to be neutral "(A. Kuzmenko)

"BITCH-WAR"

You came to my house

Dirty, unwashed

And knocked on the door with a bell ringing

Without asking my consent, she settled

And she took the peace without asking consent

Crushed my house and went to the neighbors

Although their families are in no way to blame

Made people terrible enemies

And counting the money she laughed maliciously

Well, who called you, why did you come

Old hooker, war bitch?

Who pays you for our bodies

How much more do you need, what is their price?

I don't want to kill, I want love

But you covered my hands with blood

Taught someone else's life to take away

And at the same time rejoice, not cry

You drove me off the couch into the trenches

I replaced the TV with a sight

And in a day I grow old as if in years

Why did you make a beast out of me

Well, who called you, why did you come

Old hooker, war bitch?

Who pays you for our bodies

How much more do you need, what is their price?

My poor parents didn't know before you

How little it costs to lose a son

And it would be better to die before

Not to see their child die

We stacked pennies, we collected them in a heap

Your happiness is simple for forty squares

And you showed up under my roof

To take it away with the sky

Well, who called you, why did you come

Old hooker, war bitch?

Who pays you for our bodies

How much more do you need, what is their price?

So who called you, war bitch

So who called you, war bitch

Bitch, bitch war ... bitch war

The last song of Andrey Kuzmenko (demo version): "Bitch-war"

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