Текст песни Восстановительная Сила - Право убивать

Me, I'm 17 years old,
Give me candy, sky and earth!
Although better than a gun, let the gun,
I'll kill myself.

Your, your best son
It turned out to those who can not understand.
Well, subjective view
It leaves us the right to kill.
Kill.
Kill.

The world is divided in half,
I'm probably there - where on a stone around his neck.
Down, dropping down like a kaleidoscope,
As a bundle on memory.
I, I am confused in networks, I am in your eyes
And there is no turning back.
Dust blowing dust
In memory of her, that was clear.

Your, your best son
It turned out to those who can not understand.
Well, subjective view
It leaves us the right to kill.
Kill.
Kill.