Текст песни P.S.7.62 - Революция в цвете

When the city lies the night,
Subside thousands of machines,
From the house we go away,
In urban expanse of the plains.
Stored millions of walls
And of protective systems.
Trailed last footsteps
It is time for the pieces.
Again in my hand and the bottle to help me he
The colors tell you that everyone needs to know!
Crime, the evil regime of corruption and lies,
Will catch the balloon colorful thread.
Chorus:
Let the walls of houses, fences, bridges
Open their eyes, breaking mirages.
All truth is in color, the simple words
Deserves to know the truth home country!

Once again, another piece will tell all about
What is to be Russian, not to be a slave to thump!
It tells how to use the drug with the mind,
For Russian it is Athlete's the other can not be!
Chorus.
Day in ruthless battles on land bloodshed,
People like you and I- are not herds and slaves.
Night shot at spray bottle again
Sign the verdict,
It proves to the home of love!