Текст песни Точка Росы - Дети

Children face the street
And falling into mud puddles .
Moknet mom sewed clothes for them
And the dirt gets into their souls

They soul choked mud flows ,
A lot of us and we are alone ,
But we in the flesh crystal veny-
It is a pity , for there our veins walls .

And the sky is going out of its borders ,
Sky will no longer be a place for the birds
And people will send rain , pure rain ,
One rain , but without water.

Hurry to fall, soon be snow,
So as not to see those flowers that I gave you ,
I loved you, and you drown them in the fire.

And on the edge of our cannon fire intermittently ,
Dirty sheets , yes ripped cushions .
We only drink - do not sing,
Oh yes demons Runaround us so confused.

And our friends - pewter mugs
In the dance of the drunken hands.
And our brother lead
Sew in the morning me a crown of thorns .

Indeed, in March and October my two brothers ,
Sadness yes hope my two sisters .
And once the day the fire we find the sun,
What lies at the bottom of heaven ...