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On the frontline
- Фронт.
Можно зарытся в свою нору и положить на все что происходит в мире. Но даже хоббиты не смогут остаться в стороне от войны - дойдет дело и до них. Война уже идет и линии фронта проходят везде. Мы все на войне в не зависимости от того осознаем мы это или нет. Отсидется на этот раз не удастся. Или мы, или они.
ON THE FRONTLINE Looking at the peaceful sky, And enjoying morning breeze You don't realize that danger is closer than you think it is There's no place to be safe There's no place you can hide So no matter what you think now-this is time to choose your side On the frontline Let your memories be sharp, And your soul, it will decide It takes time to realize that to survive you have to fight Looking not so far ahead There's not much you can see You don't know what you're going to do - don't know who you're going to be But you'll keep your flame alive And you'll keep your clear mind Getting ready to step up and fight for the future of your kind On the frontline
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One more day
- Еще один день
Довольно дипрессивная баллада... Одним солнечным утром, Mad Heathen притащил этот опус на репетицию, и спел перед охуевшей коммандой, явно не ожидавшей такого загруза.
ONE MORE DAY The day is dying, the sky is gray My mind has flown too far away I can't remember all that I did A shot vodka is what I need And I will numb my mental pain The world will never be the same again And I'll realize That everything is okay: I managed to survive One more day Amorphous thoughts are taking shape Old mental wounds still hurt a lot But there's no place I can escape to So, I will have one more shot And phantom thoughts will go to hell I just need to kill something in myself And I need to think I need to find a way How to survive One more day The Moon came out with evil light What should I do? I can't decide I'll stay awake until sunrise The blade of Sun will slash my eyes I'll feel a stab of the burning glare Nothing matters anymore I really don't care And I will say to myself The only thing I can say: "I am ready to survive One more day"
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Song of hope
- Песня надежды
SONG OF HOPE When I am losing Something I'll never forget When I am realizing That someone has left, and is not coming back When I feel that my life is broken And I can't do anything right But something inside me helps me to survive To brace myself, to hold my head up high Whatever happened Some day will happen again But I think I am learning To deal with my past without major pain I am learning to only look forward I am learning to find my way To do what I want to, and not even care About anything that slipped away
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