Dictator Puti..... sorry Paget demands his subjects to wear muzzles and rejoice

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In a Soviet dystopian film about a totalitarian future, some dictator Paget demands his subjects to wear muzzles and rejoice.
A policeman caught two pedestrians without a muzzle and is trying to make them think.
Isn't it not the current situation in modern Russia, run by the enemies of the people and thieves?
And everywhere in the world, led by NWO and Satan.
Everyone must wear a useless mask and believe in a fairy tale and a terrible virus without forgetting to rejoice.

 
Actually, Russian cartoons are much more straight.


Winds are whistling, sea is raging
in the grip of hurricane,
Sending everything that floats
into the sea-bottom's sand
Ships and boats swiftly drown,
anchors, sails, and the rest,
Spilling, as they go down,
trunks with the riches of the land.
Trunks with the riches of the land!

REFRAIN:
Ships are wrecked and broken,
trunks are cracking open,
Diamonds, onyx, pearls, rubies
fall as raindrops from out of them.
If you want to gather wealth,
and obtain your happiness,
Better, lad, remain with us -
you'll be crowned our king!
We shall crown you our king!

You will whisk sea into foam,
ruling over winds and thunder.
Plunging all that floats under,
making ships and boats sink!
Let them fall to ocean's floor
anchors, sails, and the rest.
Then, my lad, you will acquire
trunks with the riches of the land.
Trunks with the riches of the land!
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Come the eve, my bold young soul
Cannot stand the royal quarters,
Anguish worse than Сumans
Paces across the dirty floor.

Scalding smoke whirls above an aspen
Like a moldering banner;
I drown my animal ache
In a foamy brew.

Unripe moon rages into the windows
From under the eaves;
And it seems I hear a voice:
Drink, my dearling, bottoms up!

Drink - maybe something will come of you,
You'll find yourself,
You were a pup - shall be a wolf,
Wind, blood and silver.

Such is life - don't cross yourself -
To forge gold into claws,
You were a kitten - shall be a lynx,
A velvet glove, an iron fist!

Don't come to me, my love,
Don't seek to distract me from ill fate -
Drunken night has fooled me,
I won't make it till the dawn;

I'll get up, go out and slam the door -
Silence around the village -
Stars fall off like feathers
On the footprints of clawed paws.

Spicy smell of darkness,
A bitter fount of forest,
They called you a bear cub,
You grew up a savage beast.

Drink - maybe something will come of you,
You'll find yourself,
You were a pup - shall be a wolf,
Wind, blood and silver...
https://lyricstranslate.com
 
In a Soviet dystopian film about a totalitarian future, some dictator Paget demands his subjects to wear muzzles and rejoice.
A policeman caught two pedestrians without a muzzle and is trying to make them think.
Isn't it not the current situation in modern Russia, run by the enemies of the people and thieves?
And everywhere in the world, led by NWO and Satan.
Everyone must wear a useless mask and believe in a fairy tale and a terrible virus without forgetting to rejoice.



Did you see this------ ?
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In a Soviet dystopian film about a totalitarian future, some dictator Paget demands his subjects to wear muzzles and rejoice.
A policeman caught two pedestrians without a muzzle and is trying to make them think.
Isn't it not the current situation in modern Russia, run by the enemies of the people and thieves?
And everywhere in the world, led by NWO and Satan.
Everyone must wear a useless mask and believe in a fairy tale and a terrible virus without forgetting to rejoice.



Did you see this------ ?View attachment 323778


Of course I know it, Merkel created DDR 2.0
 

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