The September sky rumbles and shakes Something floats in the darkness, beneath the dreams German wings dance to the beat Deaf blows on Polish route
Sunburned desert twilight Another mission, another target Somewhere inland a lurking enemy You must find him and knock him out of the clouds
Get out, this is my house These are my forests, lakes and the dragon Get out, this is my house These are my mountains, meadows and fence
Once it goes up and falls down And a bullet in the head, killed by his compatriots And then the fear, just after anger Once it falls down and ends
And war again, someone took Crimea The panic in the media, bear’s roaring Again, speculations: who, with whom and how How to implement the sanctions so that dough would flowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
