Chorus:
We are equal to the power of the earth,
While the light will not read
After all, the path in infinity from the pyramids
From birth, as a spark in us burns.
Coupling:
Go to our land, in devotion
Explore us from the surface
On the line of fire, check for immortality,
Responsive, Son of God, Risen!
We are here in the trenches, do not worry the rod,
Without a cross and hope for support
For the sky, we are rebellious, well, where are you?!
I know your name, but not acknowledged, you can comfort!
One against thousands, Yeshua,
Do you hear me? I breathe with breath,
My heart for earth, for sight shooting,
For freedom, spark and bikford cord.
I would shut out the liver to you, being a ravene,
Exploded in your hands, being powder,
Would fly in you, a burning cocktail "Molotov"
From the coast of Fidel to the Congo center.
I am passing to hell, plague, sorrow,
On the squares I am a timer and a million fragments,
I am that leaflet with the inscription: "What do we stand?"
I am the first obelisk in paradise and the moment of history.
I am a peak of cruelty of the 666th
And machine gun nest empty
I am the strength of the swearing wall of your oscript,
I'm in the past seed, now sprout.
I am a book, cut me, I am vermin
I see a fireball over the horizon,
After all, this is the sun, around the earth
And no and there was no gods, and the way is realized.
The path is conscious.
And let, although it would be one of your face drawn,
Previe sits up to weightlessness.
Up to altitudes, but it's illusively,
After all, the flower does not grow torn.
