Текст песни Комитет Охраны Тепла - 1988 - Зубы - Плачет небо

Great teacher, Rastafarian,
Forever loved us -
Heat Protection Committee.

We - the future and the Soviet Rastaman
The children of your sun,
Heat your kids.

Finally, we were left alone
In this world of fierce.
Overnight rain and I and he.

Crying sky! Crying sky.

Those who are near, they understand,
They remember, they say.
But somehow unclean,
But somehow unfair.

Crying sky! Crying sky.
It forces us to live.

We - children of the sun,
We - rebels
We do not cry,
Crying sky! Crying sky.

It sings your songs.
It forces us,
It forces us,
Be there, be together.

Oh, the sky is crying!