- Жанр
- Инди-электроника
- Лицензия
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- Над треком работали
- Владимир Булаев, Роман Зимонин, Евгений Киселёв
- Автор музыки
- Владимир Булаев
- Автор текста
- Роман Зимонин
- Исполнитель
- Appleme
- Текст
- Never think that war,
No matter how it’s necessary, nor
How justified, is not a crime.
Eye for eye – no matter why,
It only ends up making us and whole
World blind.
Oh, I see the sneaking fire,
All of us are last of us,
Everyone is sick and tired,
And you can see: horizon’s blown.
Foresee the sneaking fire,
All of us are last of us,
They drink our hopes and mix it with a grime,
That wasn’t me, who broke your home.
If we don't end a war,
War will end us, bringing back once more:
There’s no prize for runner-up.
It’s so unjust and ugly whore,
That all who wage it stifle conscience for
World in blood.