Текст песни Всей юности итог - Гореть

Raise all the flags up on them there is no color at all,
Tired of winning are not proud of the Victorious .
Raise all the flags , it does not count deaths .
Eyes that before throwing a bright light ,
There is not extinguished . They simply have no life any more .

Not proud Victorious , sensing the taste of death
Not proud of hands to anything in the face of all this bluff?
Not happy to win at all I lost on.on
Hurry b minute erased all as always !