No Cryers
Crawling on us like spiders
We're definitely no cryers
Hell is falling from skies
Turning ground into fires
Disturbing feelings rushing inside
Ignoring every bit of me
All the pleasures are guilty now
Erasing dreams
Our city became a ghost town
With innocent souls around
Sirens barely keeping them alive
Bunker lights are out
Crawling on us like spiders
We're definitely no cryers
Hell is falling from skies
Turning ground into fires
Але як? Як так можливо? (But how? How is that possible?)
Що роса оплакала їх тіло (That dew mourned their bodies)
Що країна наша серце загубила (That our country lost its heart)
Але в нас, у нас є сила (But we have, we have the strength)
Ця сім'я, любов і дух (It's our family, love and spirit)
Зупинять той ворожий рух (That will stop hostile movement)
Ми не дозволим їм забрати (We won't allow them to take away)
Що наші діти ще повинні мати (What our children still need to have)
Thought you'd give me a hand out of fire
It turned out to be a friendly reminder
It is us you truly admire
Though you keep your hands tied right behind ya
Crawling on us like spiders
We're definitely no cryers
Hell is falling from skies
Turning ground into fires
We're definitely no cryers
Hell is falling from skies
Turning ground into fires
Disturbing feelings rushing inside
Ignoring every bit of me
All the pleasures are guilty now
Erasing dreams
Our city became a ghost town
With innocent souls around
Sirens barely keeping them alive
Bunker lights are out
Crawling on us like spiders
We're definitely no cryers
Hell is falling from skies
Turning ground into fires
Але як? Як так можливо? (But how? How is that possible?)
Що роса оплакала їх тіло (That dew mourned their bodies)
Що країна наша серце загубила (That our country lost its heart)
Але в нас, у нас є сила (But we have, we have the strength)
Ця сім'я, любов і дух (It's our family, love and spirit)
Зупинять той ворожий рух (That will stop hostile movement)
Ми не дозволим їм забрати (We won't allow them to take away)
Що наші діти ще повинні мати (What our children still need to have)
Thought you'd give me a hand out of fire
It turned out to be a friendly reminder
It is us you truly admire
Though you keep your hands tied right behind ya
Crawling on us like spiders
We're definitely no cryers
Hell is falling from skies
Turning ground into fires
Credits
Writer(s): Daria Pyshna, Gleb Bubnov, Svetlana Pyshna
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