Текст песни ДДТ - Поколение

Volleys of thousands of throaty heart attacks, our fathers met a new day
But they didn’t enjoy the fire for long, tired of casting a shadow
And at lunch, slowly, they buried alive the bored blood of change
Burrowing this power in the black chernozem along the conquered walls

And we grew up, but the walls of the fathers bloomed with mold, rusty moss
And again the sun is not visible and in this dust my father’s house was destroyed
And she sprouted - this power in us, the fresh blood of change
Freedom to the sun, again received the order for a long nap gene

And we chopped and fell wall by wall, and the Age flew in an hour
But rewards and money have become a skinny price, and this power has left us
Not all, of course, was an accident and delirium, and this time was guessed by Food
Our generation is gone No, your generation is coming Yes