Текст песни Тоцкий полигон OST - 50 Хиросим

I'm flying ahead through fragile blue
Under my wing - 50 Hiroshima
At my fingertips - Archimedean lever,
I can even start the world now.

The earth will turn over; it cannot be saved.
There will be nothing left but deserts.

Every time you fly out - heading straight to hell
And you will return, you know, to the earth back.
And they will return to the base, to the warehouse or to scrapping
50 Hiroshim that hang under the wing.

The earth will turn over; it cannot be saved.
There will be nothing left but deserts.