Текст песни Регион 77 - В сумерках европейского лета

Do you hear?
Black heart of the white man!
Blind, dumb, sick Europe,
Rattles the bones of hundreds of thousands
In the corners, dust hides from the light rail -
The Grapes of Wrath ...
Secretly buried at night, Adam,
A little further on is his wife - Eve

Do you hear?
Wormy heart of the white man!
Meaningless whisper,
Meaningless rustling
Nourished by blood,
In iron clad -
Here, everyone is trying to become a god,
It's hard to be a god in this summer!
A blind, sick Europe, fancies himself a kingdom of light ...

Do you hear?
Dead heart of the white man!
So the lie became truth to the end of the 20th century.
Too late to be a brother, a soldier, a poet,
The Holy Prophet, a murderer, a martyr
Sixth of the world -
In the twilight of European summer!

July 1997.