Текст песни ДПБ - Дети Подпольной Библиотеки

Children read books underground
Against war, we are against the war
but we do not hear the hungry faces
The dirty apparatus of our country

And we want peace, we want to live
We wanted to breathe the freedom of the skies
But we are destined to go into hiding
And we go on a steep protest

Simple townsfolk fear us
Children of the sub-cultures of their lands
Like a pack of wolves, we pounce on you
You yourself have brought us to this line

And we want peace, we want to live
We wanted to breathe the freedom of the skies
But we are destined to go into hiding
And we go on a steep protest

Fears people have the imperishable fears
At gunpoint by ugroyzoy War
But the majority are trying to drown in a glass
Frantic fear of inevitable loop