Текст песни Остров добрых надежд - Хватит войны

Scattered birds under heaven .
Funky glare overhead.
Broken bunches in a scattering of dreams.
With shoulder who whispers : " Stop the war "

The sky burned right flashes
flashes left pinched ambush.
Tomorrow beating in anxious days ,
He groaned under the door : " Stop the war "

Something does not build on the fifth fret ,
fingers forgotten - in the blood of the string .
The rain did not cry - soaps bunkers .
Wind under the patch ... Stop the war !