Текст песни Radio Cambodia - Пыль

we hate the day

we despise people

and each time going a bunch

violate prohibitions naughty children

proud of it and go to the party

 

Get out of the holes

follow me

every breath until the last young

swallow fire on the edge of the night gliding

we do not know the word impossible

 

morning shot me a bullet of a new day

bright light will wake wash the sleep

It happened to us yesterday,

let the dust will remain on the grid of the old calendar

 

all becomes dust

become you and me

while we are young

stop the clocks

all become dust

We have nothing to lose

And our hearts forever 5 will fight to the beat