Splash it out from the balcony.
Yellow bliss from bottles set free.
The world will be so bright and fun.
Want a shooting range? There's one!
I'll pull a water gun from a pocket
And shoot missiles like a rocket
First to Shura, Aigul, Aibek
All is yellow, no need to check
The world's no longer sad and blue.
It's bright and yellow, thanks to you!
No more groaning in despair.
Let's play paintball and get some air.
A gay boy's in my line of sight.
Colorful targets, I'll shoot them right.
Africans get their vibrant hues.
Journalists get some happy news.
Sectarians get comfortable cells.
All Manichaeans, a happy knell.
As for the rest, it's clear as day
No need to curse or go astray.
This lyric text is a part of Buff-opera "The life". The translation is emplemented with AI support.
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