Текст песни Один день без меня - Горизонты

Look look!
They grant you freedom,
Their hands in the blood of people's minds.
Seek a curse and vices,
And their price - the souls of your children.

Let's scrap destroy everything that remains,
Now, no one can help you.
Smeared with black paint your soul,
No battle was given one last chance.

Your city fell in an hour!
With the sunset of the day ...
You are so loved death!
That does not even look up.

Hundreds of ships off the coast of your palate.
Red light bathing the horizon.

Your city fell in an hour!
With the sunset of the day did not become you.
You are so fond of death,
That does not even look up.

Beyond the horizon, hiding hundreds of phrases.
It is fraught with the feeling of pain and the last breath!