Текст песни Plastika - Варвары

A well-fed wolf will give water,
Cuddles - and on the chain.
And then with a knife in the stomach.
The steppe will forgive, because he knows the chain,
That the networks will hide everything without a trace.

The barbarian burned the gardens yesterday.
He took your sister prisoner.
The barbarian is here - so expect trouble.
The barbarian is here - burn the fire
So bright that my eyes go blind.
So hot, gadfly sores are licking.

They drove you to the slaughter
Leaders lead to death.
Don't be afraid, I'm with you.
Your carcasses will not warm
Barbaric fire and carnage.
Fought for a feeding trough in a stall
Lay under the table of the feast
They ran, believed - it didn't hurt!