Текст песни ПЛОЩАДЬ ВОССТАНИЯ - Метро

On our trail - tunnel rats,
On our way - the rails knit into the nodes ...
And the level of death, the level of light exceeded
Doesn't it mean that we no longer saved! ..

There somewhere there is the sun, there was summer somewhere,
While the days did not end on Earth!
Go away my native, sick planet,
Together we will rot to rot!

NS.
The city is more accurately doomed,
Nobody is guilty, and everything is not happening!
Not happening days a train forever!
... New someone's victory, new someone's trouble !!!
Forever and ever…