Текст песни Атланты - Атланты держат небо на каменных руках.

When the severity of heart
And cold in the chest.
By steps Hermitage
You come in the twilight ,
Where no drink and bread,
Forgotten for centuries ,
Atlanta hold the sky
On the stone hands .

Keep it colossus
Not honey - from the side.
Strained their backs ,
Knees are summarized .
Their hard work
The most important other works :
Of them becomes weak someone -
And the sky will fall .

In the darkness weep widow
Povygoryat field
And snaps purple mushroom ,
And the Earth will end .
And the sky every year
All presses harder ,
It trembles Hood
Rocket ships .

They are guys
Chiseled body ,
Delivered once -
A change has not come.
Their daylight is not happy ,
They can not sleep at night ,
Their beauty shells
War spoils .

They are forever
Leaning their foreheads in trouble
Not gods - men,
Accustomed to work.
And still hope to live
Until such time as
Atlanta sky hold
On the stone hands .