Текст песни BlackName - На сырой земле

Where war introduces tears,
mixed with blood.
Instead of printing a window is seen burning tanks.
In a world of wrecks, trenches with bodies who share power on the cards?
Where a machine gun shot in the back can be called & quot; Farewell & quot; and will not stop screaming bloody chaos suburbs.
Solid earth and under the feet of the body.
They do not want freedom when flying grenades.
In the cellars hide the mothers of children that lost their home.
They do not lie, that their father would come home from work soon.
The stream of tears flow on the cold floor,
After all, their happy childhood mixed with the war.
The channels will be announced about the assault, the number of non-living.
What is missing, what and why?
Flying fragments like birds over the head of people
in the blind, no unnecessary war.

It remains to breathe,
Second breath shot.
Blood on the cheeks.
Hundreds of disappointed hopes will take away those
who do not divided the places on this wet ground.