Текст песни Urban Chaos - Пейзаж

Over the country the sun rises red ,
It covers us the sky dark,
Brought the country to incandescence ,
That is now a poem .

In the morning I go out into the open in broad shafts
His mask , I hold in my hands ,
I breathed the air Breast gazheny ,
And disfigured the landscape around .

And the surroundings are dark , I can only see ,
What range of deceit and misery,
Red sun , the sky dark,
Mood - cheerless .