Текст песни F.L. Project - Война

Burned city, desert ruins
No one will remember when he was beautiful
Streets in ashes and hot air
There is practically nothing to breathe, and indeed there is no one

In all the alleys, instead of flowers, mushrooms
But not like we used to see
They have burning hats, they are insanely beautiful
Their beauty is fleeting, as their strength

And what's next, castles on other people's bones
The screams of children crammed into someone’s camps
Everything was already and will become better vryatli
Someone does not listen, someone does not understand

Chorus
Dawn won't come once
Winter freezes my cities
In the shards of war-broken kindness
Our last bridges burn down

2nd verse
Other kings, other times
Same methods same words
Prepare guns for battle

Love with machine guns, explosive grenades
More like nonsense
But who cares

We think grandmas count profit
While others tear each other's mouths
From the fact that there is little power
From the fact that we are of different suit

Chorus

Ending
Where to go when there are only walls in a circle?
When all life tastes sweeter than emetic foam
When sadness fills the soul drop by drop
And there is nobody who could listen to you

Everywhere pain and frustration
We ourselves drown dreams in a bloody bath
Then we regret and again chop off hot
Not noticing the candle, the candle is burning now
 
Chorus