Feuer frei
Let them come closer
Their doom is near
Blood rushes high
Feuer frei
Eyes in the sky
Tell them we are here
We don't care
Feuer frei
Tracers fly through air
Killers are free
Screams of pain
No mercy is given
Feuer frei
They came here
To rape and pillage
They came here
To kill us all
Feuer frei
They came
To their own grave
Let the sunflowers grow the fields!
Feuer frei!
Feuer frei!
Feuer frei!
Not for me comes glory
Not for me masses will spin
There is girl's heart full
Of admire - not for me
Not for me old men will bow
In the golden rooms of power
There singer launches ode
She will sing not for me
Not for me dashing headlines
Flying private jets
There is a supermodel with black eyebrows
She glances not for me
Not for me comes call for feast
At the room all the cheerful will gather
Dear wine shall pour upon the lips
The feast day is not for me
Not for me money blooms
Wordly mammon will fade
Pick a coin and it will vanish
Such a life is not for me
For me there is piece of solitude
Which will lead into my dreams
And joyful tears will flow
Such a life, my friend, is waiting for me.
(Along the lines of Russian folk song "Не для меня")
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