The
loyalists sing
The
juicy tune of “Donation”
Telling
the people
“Don't
you believe us?”
For
months the loyalists
Dare
not to go to the studio
They
had no lyrics to sing
They
were sitting and dreaming
Suddenly
the blue singing
“It
is donation
It
came from the land of prophets
The
rich oil countries easy to give away”
Now
the tune rising high
The
chorus begin to sing the tune
The
loyalist find their voices
They
begin to sing confidently
The
public doesn't believe
The
ring tone nobody buys
The
aroma of bad vibe
The
loyalists should sleep in Bamboo River
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