Текст песни originaL - Про жизнь

Text:
We pass by those who want to get up
And we are afraid of the tramps we give a hand
We regret the wretched only in words
But only anger and dullness in our hearts
Someone is looking in the trash
Myself what to eat
And others live
Not appreciating what is
Someone hooked on a needle
Someone lying to himself
Someone sold a soul
And stayed at the bottom
Nobody will build a new world
Will only destroy this
We will not see more great destinies
After all, the people did not care
Every year more and more black hands
Every year everyone grows at home
Every day we live harder
The Great Country once perishes ...