Sad people who want the change They want to change the world Planting flags on the ruins The ruins of their homes Blowing the ashes of cathedral halls Libraries and castles Unable to build Build anything new They gave me a stone Like a candy wrapped in guilt Covered bomb with profanities 'Throw it! With anger in heart and call for peace on your lips!' Nihilists that decide They decide what's important Describing the pettiest things With the greatest of words Their mouths full of gibberish Noise, nonsense Want to crumble the knives The blades of our tongues They let the snakes to our bedrooms Looking for foes among their fathers Accusing themselves and the world For which they were not prepared at all Which side are you on? They divided the whole world into left and right Then they marked it with colors, crossed it with lines Those who are not with us those are against us And the evil is on the other side of the fence Which side are you on? Which color is yours?