- Лицензия
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- Над треком работали
- Engineer/El
- Альбом
- New World Non-Corporated
- Студия
- Slaughter Studio
- Текст
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Barcelona. Tuesday. May 3. 1938.
Revived past appears before us
When we try to gather scattered stones
And we see new flesh on the
Half-rotten bones
Under banner
Of 1917
Barcelona
Found heroic destiny
The rebellion
Awoke wills buried alive
Catalonia
Listened to the restless Koyoасan exile
And it seemed
So real, blazing dawn
Of new October
No more
The old world!
No war
But class war!
No words
Take your gun!
No! No pasaran!
No!
We remember
The third of May sunrise, terror and lies
Fear of all elites from Kremlin to Wall-street
We remember
Triumphs stolen, brothers fallen
Can we fear to begin all over again?!
The immortal doctrine
Arms new troops today full of the truth and rage
Total revolt against total war!
No more
The old world!
No war
But class war!
No words
Take your gun!
No! No pasaran!
{Shooting!} No {running!} more
{Bleeding!} The old world!
{Burning!} No {hurting!} war
{Killing!} But class war!
{Dying!} No {fighting!} words
{Winning!} Take your gun!
No! No pasaran!