Sergey Trofimov Trofim. Who we were for the Motherland (№ 13709)

But now the whole world goes to war,
He smells our blood, the worse for him.
My soul is light, my friends with me
And then we'll see who wins.
№ 13709   Added MegaMozg 01-01-2017 / 13:52

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