Минус NDR - 2. Время - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

One!(Savages)

An unknown convoy rushes towards us under a hail of arrows.

He is stained with blood and thirsty for water.

And our son is roasting, but understand, we are savages.

The convoy is beaten and vomited,

Now he lies in the grave.

Relatives and children will not remember him,

Aunts, poets and different people of the planet.

And we don’t fumble anything

And the eyes in the back of my head are disturbing.

Our mossy, stone-covered notebooks caress them sweetly.

How many years have passed?

But it just dawned on me

The British place us under the sweet smells of gunpowder

Under the gun and under pressure.

How many years have passed since those moments

When did people brutally kill each other?

Incests from childhood and marriages for inheritance,

But there was almost lawlessness and many people were afraid of the dense black forest. (x2)

Hush! (Shhh)

We will soon be caught, taught to remain silent and imprisoned somewhere far away.

There is no freedom, just like opinions

As if harnessed to monks.

People are beasts, people are in cages, people are in cages at gunpoint, people are eating each other to save their own skins.

An hour or a minute will decide your future fate.

After all, no matter what you think, fear is subject to everyone around.

This is not propaganda, these are the realities of the past.

And now, well, it seems like everything is a little different.

Two! (Cain)

Setting up a wanderer, in my opinion, is a brave deed.

We will make Guliver, just like in Jules Verne’s books.

I will steal your truth and leave a lie in return.

Just be quiet, wanderer (who are you?), you’re worthless.

The setup was paid for by the queen and the king himself.

I, like a true Cain, am capable of doing meanness for evil.

Burdened by the fact that life is difficult for someone.

I throw some weight on my back, but you never know.

How many years have passed since those moments

When were people in cages for words?

But since childhood we dreamed of going into space...

But fearing the unknown, we renounced and hid in offices. (x2)

Even quieter! (Shh)

In basements where there is eternal dampness we seek refuge

In the bomb shelter there is a spectacle where the child appears to be a friend.