Текст песни Коммутатор - Триумф Воли

So it happens that drives life to a standstill,
And sparing himself ready to break the cry,
Of unresolved issues around goes head.
When the spirit is not easy and wilted,
Persuade "Life - school and I am a disciple"
To cheer myself, I remember the words:

Triumph of the Will and cold calculation!
Overcoming the pain, the loss does not count!
There are forces that have faith in our hearts!
Not all played roles, we do not need honor!
Fists corn, but in our favor account!
There are forces that are still in our hands!

You too often been in such a state,
When everything reminds Abraham
On the pages of life there is such a head.
When there is no escape and thoughts collapse,
Know for the growth of God gave us a test.
To stand again - remember these words:

Triumph of the Will and cold calculation!
Overcoming the pain, the loss does not count!
There are forces that have faith in our hearts!
Not all played roles - we do not need honor!
Fists corn, but in our favor account!
There are forces that are still in our hands!