Текст песни Revolta - Небо

This March was announced in spring
Not swallows, but tanks.
And forced us to expire
Bitter blood in dirty earthlings.

We wanted to live, we did not want war,
They wanted to enjoy the beauty of spring.
But everything changed when the hands of the pilot
Pressed the gun gun.

And as if a hail bomb fell,
As if the rain was poured by bullets.
And no one will never know
How my brother died in Aul ...


In native land, scorched
Skvalny fire of airplanes.
I go, hoping to meet
In the dead city at least someone.

But my 21 grams of tears whispering the Ear Council
The old man, humble, no one left here.
There is no one else ...

I do not need your love,
I do not need your pitiful pity.
I just want more sky,
Did not fall and did not rush ..

So that there is no more hail
So that no more rain is
To brother did not lose his brother,
So that there is a dream of a dream ...