Текст песни Мирный Атом - Факел

Oil rig torch
shines a star, a star
The fruits of social burping
flooded with melt water
Elite rejoice somewhere
cellars are rotting somewhere
Somewhere in general, everything is forgotten
where prices are great where small

What is burnt in the soul will sprout with love
In the twilight of this star a bullet will pass by
It happens like this - the enemy is in agony
are you satisfied with his pain?
You didn't even know his name

By the ring road
like a circle
the stars are thrown at your feet
outbursts of ecstasy-fright
Abandoned fences
abandoned roads
forces that are happy
forces that are strict

Stripes of rainbow colors
the questions "who are you?"
From the shadow masks
non-human eyes look
The power to decide who has the right
The right to decide who is entitled
Glory to the universal glory!
Glory to the universal glory!