The quiet one in the yard,
no I don't ring the doomsday bells of the school.
The smoking corner is fine too,
doesn't belong to the devilish headmaster Kouk.
I enter the class in the quiet one,
I sit on the sleigh of the organ,
br/>fingers play and I shout it:
is a song about school rebellion
about the trembling of students
for whom no one can do anything.
And the school hymn children
were like drunks
the principal's word doesn't weigh me down, I can't.
You got vlituntin and heaven
but I long for freedom,
the sky is finally blue.
Sounds earthly to hell
and amen to heaven.< br/>I sing about the revolt of the schools.
I make the halls echo
before me the barricades fall down.
I hear the whistles threatening,
still I found an escape route for us.
The fences of the schools are breaking,
the revolution belongs to the students.
There is freedom like the devil.
There is a song about the revolt of the schools
the trembling of the students
for whom no one can do anything.
And the school hymn children
you were careless like drunks
the principal's word doesn't weigh me down, I can't.
You got vlitunn and the sky
but I long for freedom,
the sky is finally blue.
Sounds secular as hell
and amen to heaven.
I sing about the revolt of the schools.

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