CONDEMNED TO ROT ALIVE
Our country has betrayed us
We are left alone to die
No hope for those whose fate is indifferent
To the Government
Words in politics mean nothing
The wider is a smile, the sharper is a knife
That is hidden behind the back
The prisoners are punished for their crime
By court of law
But here we are, condemned to rot alive
Whose fault?
Whose fault?
Decisions that I've made were truly mine
But orders telling us to cross the line
Came from the highest point
Meetings in the central streets
Some people want freedom
Some people want money
Some people want changes
But no one will listen to their demands
Until the shots are fired
And then it's too late to promise and to wait for the promised
Deeds in politics mean nothing
The firmer is a grip, the deeper is a grave
That is waiting for your mistake
The prisoners are punished for their crime
By court of law
But here we are, condemned to rot alive
Whose fault?
Whose fault?
Decisions that I've made were truly mine
But orders telling us to cross the line
Came from the highest point
Misled by the government that we didn't choose
We are left alone (we are left alone) with our troubles
When we stand together - it's a crowd, not a riot
No one to lead
No one to follow
Death in politics means nothing
The bigger is a crowd, the stronger is a wish
To disperse it with guns and gas
The prisoners are punished for their crime
By court of law
But here we are, condemned to rot alive
Whose fault?
Whose fault?
Decisions that I've made were truly mine
But orders telling us to cross the line
Came from the highest point
(c) A. Yevseyev
