Mother, I'm going to the island, I do not know who to fight;
Maybe I fight or resist, or maybe I'll die there.
I think it's very cold over there;
There are more fears like mine in the city.
What will I do with the uniform when I start fighting,
With my helmet and boots, I do not even know how to go.
There is no evil that does not come to Man, there is no God to pray to
there are no brothers or soldiers, there are no judges or juries,
There is only one more war.
Since I arrived on the island, I have no one to talk to.
We are thousands united by the same solitude.
I think it's very cold around here;
There are more fears like mine in the city.
You can already hear the shots between death and freedom,
my body falls, I can not sing anymore.
It was too cold around here;
There are more fears like mine in the city.
There is no evil that does not come to Man, there is no God to pray to,
there are no brothers or soldiers, there are no judges or juries,
there is only one more war ...
and every time there is less peace.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)