Текст песни Штиль - 01 - Родина

On the edge
On the ruins of blurred rain cities
I like
When the snow covers the chains of traces
We are silent, and around only break in someone else's language
We scream, naked heart squeezing in your hand!
All on the assault!
In the arena under the heat of all-seeing eyes will subscribe to noise
Only who gave them the right to give us an order
The man of those insignificant than longer he will tolerate
The first snow is quietly circling, it's time to finally overlook

We are on the other side of the wall
There is neither whose guilt
You have no homeland
I have no homeland