Текст песни 7 Раса - Право

Fiery Yellow Balloon
The bottom of my stomach
I do not remember in which direction
Time to move, breathe ...

 Your right to see,
 Your right not to be
 Slave to other people's ideas!
 To know or depend on blind people ....

I registered the fear of disbelief
Chronicle each day.
A series of illegal plants
Who decided it for me?

 Your right to see,
 Your right not to be
 Slave to other people's ideas!
 To know or depend on blind people ....

We ideals to the grave,
The only cult show of force,
We are naked gun continuous wrath
We will remove all my queen!

Here, all spit on top
Your rights, your rights,
There prizhmut broad daylight
Your rights, your rights,
But nobody canceled
Your rights, your rights,
If you are standing behind them!

 Your right to see,
 Your right not to be
 Slave to other people's ideas!
 To know or depend on blind people ....