Текст песни П.Т.В.П. - Пусть подыхают дети

I'm not a Nazi - the bridges are burned
And again the three stars in the sky will laugh,
And we don't need their terrible words.
We've got happiness and love
And what do we do about it, live and die?
Buy yourself illusions and sell everything
There will be no more faith in the power of your words,
We still have happiness and love.

It's a waste of money
It's an impossible drawing of stars
It's as indifferent as Monday
And this is serious!

Let the children die and the grass grow.
Above us in the dirty sky again twice two
What fools call the sun
They can see it from their hands.
And let him lie no more in the eyes,
And even though I have already said everything,
There will be no faith in the power of your words,
We still have happiness and love.

It's a waste of money
It's an impossible drawing of stars
It's as indifferent as Monday
And this is serious!