Текст песни Good Old Days - Целая страна

Do you hear this noise?
It has hundreds of motors running,
Do you smell smoke?
It employs hundreds of factories.
Urban fabric
Woven with hundreds of streets and buildings,
Steel is tempered here
Here is the creation.

Feel this beat
The street pulsates in the rhythm of the march,
Proudly spread your shoulders,
It has long ceased to slouch.
This garden city,
Blooming becomes more beautiful
Look into the future
Look confident and fearless.

I you he she.
Together - a whole country.