Текст песни Invisible Border - Посвящение

On that day, rain flooded the tears rise
I felt that the worst of the skin troubles
And there was no power, and there was no word
Only hundreds of homeless birds were silent in response to us
Step against the crowd of obedient sheep
You have made progress, and I do not believe that your hour has struck
An empty hole in the hearts of hundreds
You have not been a saint, but just was one of us
The best of us

In this country, your task is to humbly endure
In this country, it attains to the level of dissent Death
Hundreds of threats a chance to retreat
Yet he is fighting killing his fear
But the free spirit does not stifle
Your dream is now in our hands
At the tip of the knife comes your way always
The only decent way of a fearless mind