Текст песни Банда Четырёх - Войну нельзя перекричать

The lonely voice of a man.
Eternity, distorted by a grimace.
Long road to treasured success.
On the steep steps of evil happiness.
In the rustle of enthusiastic applause,
In a surprised meeting with a stranger
The lights of civilizations go out.
The world is ripe for the pogrom.

The darkened moon
Over your head.
At all the price changes
War can not speak out.
War can not shout down!

Laughter sounded magical and dishonest.
And the end for every change,
But my universe is too crowded -
Explosion and collision are inevitable.
The defeat of the action without intrigue.
Safe turn at the edge.
Every day I wait with delight for the book,
Forgetting, forgetting, forgetting ...

The darkened moon
Over your head.
At all the price changes
War can not speak out.
War can not shout down!

Whispering like the songs of maldorore
Single man voice
Rave about constellation patterns,
Promising the end of a century ...
Brad about the space arena
Where the bloody curtain is lowered.
Rave about divine treason
All undeniable ideals.

The darkened moon
Over your head.
At all the price changes
War can not speak out.
War can not shout down!