Текст песни Теория - Воля свободных

You are standing on the precipice
In the kingdoms of the earth
And the fire kingdom.
You see, the lights go out
Social hearts.

And trembles narozhdayas, string
In the cold wind,
Cuts thought the poor,
In this heat sinking crowd
Social hearts
Social hearts.

Wind - wings, eyes - the sun at dawn.
Will the strong - to find their own light.
Wind daring in the eyes, paint fire;
Will burning strong belief in yourself!

You're on the edge,
Before light for darkness.
Users conscience does not drink,
No soul of you.
So now look,
What were you before?
This, too, you -
Your bold power.