Текст песни Бред с Трибуны - Улицы ненависти

The streets are full of hatred
On the streets of the war every day
Some ideals Successive
Against the background of the social bottom
Everyone is trying to prove
Who is right and who is wrong
Violence solves any problems
Opening the way for us but to hell

It sells the joy and pain
Cruelty sense on the face
It dies and is born again
New life new blood
Streets of hatred, the streets of hatred

Garbage hide behind their power bud shield
But it is not envy, because we know
What will happen then
Streets of hate, we see them every day
We go out to the streets
We are familiar with their shade ..

It sells the joy and pain
Cruelty sense on the face
It dies and is born vnoa
New life new blood
Streets of hatred, the streets of hatred