Текст песни Поднимаясь - Выше выше

climbing
Higher and higher,
Wringing her hands , I ask
Only , do not look back.
Waiting for your loss
The social role .
Who is your hero ?
I fall into the abyss ,
Grudge malice sharpens fear
I see the scabs
On cold hands outstretched .
And hopes of drowning
In your false words of falsehood.
Look like a living will inevitably ,
Inevitably turns to dust.
I lick the dirt on your lips .

Your freedom lies pathogenic ,
And it is not very important what you would come ,
Will lose your
The social role .
Who is your hero ?