Текст песни El Emira - музыка к словам Анна Рудницкая

Tired of it!
Until a pulling pain, to tears,
Until the whining scream, before the howl

Don't give a damn!
Can't reach the stars
And play a hero in front of you.

I do not want!
Remember and groan at night
From impotence to bite your lips

I do not wish!
To nod at someone's flattering words
And gritting my teeth in madness.

I can not!
Indulge the hypocrite of the bigot
Argue with the Pharisees about God.

I hate it!
Hide behind a mask of lies
Suffocate in smoky smog

I'm leaving!
From fate, from friends, from enemies,
From a hateful, bitter paradise.

Away!
The abode of word-covered sins
And a mangy flock of people.

I know!
There will still be hundreds of my roads
Happiness will and will be loss.

Let be!
For a while, not a pair of boots will wear,
Everything in our world requires payment

Die!
So not in a sweaty bed
Under the yoke of the greed of the beveled snouts.

I'll sleep!
Where century-olds whisper ate
I will be free by death
since I never lived free ... (Anna Rudnitskaya)