Текст песни x-foby - Герой нашего времени

Hit the cracks!
Desert! Hide!
Run away from problems!
You are not to blame for them!

And I'm from the battlefield
Wounded writhing
I will carry on myself
Your brother's body!

You voted
You can wash your hands!
They'll decide everything for you
Open contact!

Load up the farm
Kill the boredom!
Gathering the harvest
Move your head to the beat

Music from the player
Update status,
Like: "and catch
nothing without love - sé la vie. "

So live.
But look around
You don't believe us
But you are afraid of us.

Our photos
In profile and full face,
on the pillars. We are near
But far from you.

Yes, it's for us
Filmed Balabanov,
Danilo from Brother,
Roll cotton wool.

No shame, no conscience
No name, no honor.
Break through with flattery
And not the spirit of the fortress.

And when at gunpoint
You will find yourself, your mother,
What will you do?
I can tell you!

Hit the cracks!
Desert! Hide!
Run away from problems!
You are not to blame for them!

And I'm from the battlefield
Wounded writhing
I will carry on myself
Your brother's body!

Do you remember your grandfather
And your grandfather fought
Or maybe he even died
For the home side.

And he, I assure you,
I was also afraid
As anyone is afraid
Leaving for the war.

You don't have to go
The war came by itself
As in the proverb about the mountain
And about Magomed.

And you sit high
Over a glass of red.
You know you are very different
Your grandfather.

I understand you,
Risk is not your thing
Better to dream
Read poetry about love.

With a remote control on my knees
You're all in business
See what's going on
You see the problem, but

the problem is not yours! (Yes)
It's not up to you to decide
Better to die a hundred rat
Than a hero at twenty-five.

Here before the promotion
Two weeks left
And if the danger
You know what to do.

Hit the cracks!
Desert! Hide!
Run away from problems!
You are not to blame for them!

And I'm from the battlefield
Wounded writhing
I will carry on myself
Your brother's body!