Текст песни 602 - Страна в агонии

The country is in agony
Are you satisfied
All made by
His you will

For her love
Must be
Barefooted, hungry,
Anyone not satisfied

And millions have fallen
For the bread crumbs
we live comfortably
Cry newspaper

I live in the ghetto
Neighbor and hate
But in your house
He took up more space

This war - to whom your own mother!
This war - to whom?
This war - to whom your own mother!
This war - Who?

And you're just a pawn
The bloody game
Fierce tribute
Mad war

And they can
You speak
How dare they
Life learning

Who we are
What kind of nation
Themselves
Insanitarium

Who wrote
Millions of denunciations
Without asking
too many questions

Reject doubt
Way back there
After all, there is nothing more to lose
Of two evils try,
Choose smaller,
And sell life dearly

Their world collapsed
Your has not been created
For now fight
About the new government
And a new order
Not yet had time to learn