I don’t have a choice since, nowadays, My loud voice has become a hissing whisper. Oppressed and held down tight but ain’t erased I’m like a living toy that tries to leave its box.
My only wish is to find a way to survive Within this iron curtain of the state borders. Who dares to ask “Is there a freedom in real life? Is there real life itself? Or what should we call it?”
What else is there to wait for? As so many years You used to break All the promises.
I resist therefore I am. I am that’s why I resist. I resist and pretend to be more than a tool in the government’s hands of Living Nightmare Russia
Landscapes are running fast behind the windows My lips are saying two treasured words: Never again never again I ever gonna be back The train is going forth whatever will occur
No words enough to say how sweet it feels, When I realize that this is for the last time! I walk across the land that eats alive, and steals All hope and chances to turn my life back now.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
