Текст песни Cembalo Kindheit - На злобу дня

Mud puddles torn skies
I the path with or without,
In the grayness cities schemitsya rain
It's time to let the world derailed.

Think with your head live without compromise,
We go after him, for conformity.

And step by step he is ahead,
In a bright future go.
Processed cheese, sintered brain
White walls - sweet anesthesia.

Chorus:
I am free, I am free.
I am free, on news of the day.
Give fire to me, give me fire.
Give fire to me, give me fire.

The severity levels, the severity of the soul,
It's like dancing on the knife.
It's like a shot, it's like banging,
This interrogation, the electric chair.

For or against you decide
To be like them, march, march left.

But rock 'n' roll as concrete glass,
He heals cancer and plague.
He believes in the light, the Sun believes in love,
And sings again and again.

Chorus.