Я воспитывал чувства в монастыре,
Постигал Заратустру и Пуанкаре.
Но внезапно Святые сменились в Раю
На зачистку Святилищ
Забрали в армию!
Забрали в армию!
Забрали в армию!
Забрали в армию!
Я, признаться, не думал, что может быть так:
Кто вчера был мне другом - сегодня мой враг.
Мы в прощальных объятиях стоим на краю,
Ведь в друг друга стрелять нас
Забрали в армию!
Забрали в армию!
Забрали в армию!
Забрали в армию!
Над рекою пылает взорванный мост.
Нам победу над слабым бросают, как кость.
В долгих поисках правды - верим вранью,
Дальше думать не надо:
Забрали в армию!
Забрали в армию!
Забрали в армию!
Забрали в армию!
Забрали в армию!
Забрали в армию!
Забрали в армию!
Забрали в армию!
Забрали в армию!
I raised feelings in a monastery
Comprehended Zarathustra and Poincaré.
But suddenly the Saints were replaced in Paradise
To clean up the Sanctuaries
They were taken into the army!
They were taken into the army!
They were taken to the army!
They were taken into the army!
I confess I didn't think it could be like this:
Who was my friend yesterday is my enemy today.
We stand on the edge in farewell arms
After all, shoot us at each other
They were taken into the army!
They were taken into the army!
They were taken to the army!
They were taken to the army!
A blown-up bridge glows over the river.
They throw us a victory over the weak like a bone.
In a long search for the truth - we believe in lies
There is no need to think further:
They were taken into the army!
They were taken into the army!
They were taken into the army!
They were taken into the army!
They were taken to the army!
They were taken into the army!
They were taken to the army!
They were taken into the army!
They were taken into the army!