Lyrics The Football Factory Band – Родное Бутово

Родное Бутово Lyrics – The Football Factory Band

Singer: The Football Factory Band
Title: Родное Бутово

Грязные подъезды, запахи мочи
Окон нету, света нету, я ищу ключи
Зажигалкой чиркну, путь свой освещу
Матерясь сквозь зубы, свой замок ищу

Я люблю родное Бутово!
Бутово! Бутово! Бутово! Бутово!
Я люблю родное Бутово!
Бутово! Бутово! Бутово! Бутово!

Вот опять в маршрутке еду я домой
Вновь спасает плеер, буду слушать Коловрат!
Пьяные оппоненты что-то шепчут мне
А квартал искрится сотнями огней

Я люблю родное Бутово!
Бутово! Бутово! Бутово! Бутово!
Я люблю родное Бутово!
Бутово! Бутово! Бутово! Бутово!

Все дома как монстры грязным ртом подъездов
Жрут людей без спроса — это наше Бутово
Ратная, Грина — здесь мы родились
Выросли и сдохнем — это наша жизнь!

Спасибо тебе, родное Бутово!
За наше детство, за наше детство
Спасибо стране за новостройки
За их таджиков и их помойки!

Спасибо тебе, родное Бутово!
Бутово! Бутово! Бутово! Бутово!
Спасибо стране за новостройки
За их таджиков и их помойки!
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Родное Бутово – English Translation

Dirty entrances, smells of urine
There are no windows, there is no light, I’m looking for keys
The lighter struck, I will light my path
Swearing through my teeth, I look for my castle

I love my native Butovo!
Butovo! Butovo! Butovo! Butovo!
I love my native Butovo!
Butovo! Butovo! Butovo! Butovo!

Here again I am going home in the minibus
The player saves again, I will listen to Kolovrat!
Drunk opponents whisper something to me
And the quarter sparkles hundreds of lights

I love my native Butovo!
Butovo! Butovo! Butovo! Butovo!
I love my native Butovo!
Butovo! Butovo! Butovo! Butovo!

All houses like monsters with a dirty mouth of entrances
Eat people without demand – this is our Butovo
Ratny, Green – here we were born
We have grown and die – this is our life!

Thank you, dear Butovo!
For our childhood, for our childhood
Thanks to the country for new buildings
For their Tajiks and their garbage!

Thank you, dear Butovo!
Butovo! Butovo! Butovo! Butovo!
Thanks to the country for new buildings
For their Tajiks and their garbage!
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Lyrics The Football Factory Band – Родное Бутово

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