Текст песни Ирина Билык - Кричи 2015

Cinched night
The opposite of a wound on the soul
There is nobody to help nowhere to run
I do not have the strength, and even tears have
We ought to forget once and for all
All that is not your near and around
Only to stand still
And continue to live did not lower arms

Shout it out as if it still is possible
Make at the end of the path
Shout struggle is not difficult
The only way you can save yourself

Falling Dawn
And the soothing lie on shoulder
There was and there is nothing stronger
Than the desire to breathe this life More
We ought to forget once and for all
All that is not your near and around
Only to stand still
And continue to live did not lower arms

Shout it out as if it still is possible
Make at the end of the path
Shout struggle is not difficult
The only way you can save yourself

Scream. Scream. Scream.

Shout it out as if it still is possible
Make at the end of the path
Shout struggle is not difficult
The only way you can save yourself
Shout it out as if it still is possible
Make at the end of the path
Shout struggle is not difficult
The only way you can save yourself