Текст песни Страна Идиотов - За Что Воюем

Rattles and rumbles of war drum
Calling iron stick alive ,
From each country for the slave slave
Cast steel bayonet mischievous ,

Chorus .
What are we fighting ?

Throw a grenade at the bottom of the graves.
Bolting freedom heap of ruins ,
We scare at home, scare at home
bristling bayonets

pr .

Tremble and vypleschi ,
You are dark days ,
What would have been blacker ,
Than I in a dream ,
I die there,
I die everywhere.

Pr .

They crept tanks ditches,
Guns sticking out his swollen neck,
Bodies ditches killed you ,
And bathed in blood
Raw trench.

Pr .