4етыре 4етверти - Метро 2033
текст песни

In two thousand and thirty-third year
In the world who died

In thermonuclear hemp, in the man-made hell
The muffled creek is heard

Earth empty, burned cities
The echo of the last war

And the receiver will never speak
There is no live waves

Lone radist deep underground
Catch only interference whether

This is your new world. This is a world without people.
Peace
Underground.
Two thousand thirty three.

No New York, no Tokyo, no Moscow
Here's the third decade

No hope, no faith, no love
And there is no salvation either

But under the thickness of the earth, in the subway labyrinths
In refuge

The handful of survivors does not stop the struggle
Man in itself

Man you don't believe in the inevitability of the end
But open your eyes and see

This is your new world. You deserve it.
Peace
Underground.
Two thousand thirty three.

Wandering the wind poisoned among the ruins
And overgrown with arbat weeds

But there is no refund. There is a new life.
Ranked again? Osaw hell.

And clinging for life in the underworld
We scream out of the last forces

Do not hoping for help. Not praying without asking
But - remind to those who forgot

How fresh in the rain. How to circle leaves.
As aleet flame dawn.

All with what we said goodbye forever
To the world
Underground.
Two thousand thirty three.