Текст песни Вис Виталис - Ночь Живых Мертвецов

1. As usual, nothing foreshadowed troubles.
We looked at the sun, we played near the water.
But towards evening the air became colder and tougher.
And that's all over. Night came.
She tore apart the sunny world into shreds, and however,
I myself do not remember if it was exactly sunny
Darkness covered everything with lies and vulgarity
Darkness is devoured and the future, and the past
And in the darkness there are zombies who do not remember the light
Without asking questions - because they do not need answers
Colorless coins, no thought on faces
I sometimes think that it's all just a dream
But no. It's a night. And this is for a long time.
And I have a bit and an old double-barrel
And although it looks like there will not be a happy ending
I hope that there are people in the darkness.

Night of the Living Dead
On the ground of fathers
And after all, once there were people here
Night of the Living Dead
On the ground of fathers
Who will wake them up

2. I am either late or out of my time
I was born a hero, and zombies require entertainers
And because Respect is now only such rappers
Which you can listen except from a mobile phone on a big change
I was not the first and probably will not be the last
Who is trying to wake up the lost generation
The seeds of my songs are blown to dust, as if they were not there
And feedback - once a week a couple of letters on the mail
Yes, I do not know how to write about anything and it's easier
Yes, I can not build a stadium or a square
And I will never be a star of show business
But my music is something like a prize for the elite
And I charged with a stupid hope for the future
All I hold in my hands my funny weapons
And although it looks like there will not be a happy ending
I hope that there, still in the darkness, there are still people.

Night of the Living Dead
On the ground of fathers
And after all, once there were people here
Night of the Living Dead
On the ground of fathers
Who will wake them?

3. I am a dinosaur covered with dust of centuries
Today's rappers are suitable for me in children
But rock-n-roll gods noticed me
Marked me, and now I live with this
I live in my world of my harsh laws
What can I tell the Pokemon generation?
What can I tell the Lilliputians who are entangled
All the sublunar with his sticky fetters?
I look through the portholes of the starless night
And I ask myself - what do you want?
You lost all your battles, so many times was a bit
And here again with one bat on a hundred-headed hydra
But I will not be alone, if there is somewhere you
Among all these zombies, the inhabitants of emptiness
Because I know - there will not be a happy ending
But I hope that there, still in the darkness, there are still people.

Night of the Living Dead
On the ground of fathers
And after all, once there were people here
Night of the Living Dead
On the ground of fathers
Who will wake them, who?
Who!

Night of the Living Dead
Night of the Living Dead

........ 2008