Habakuk - Mury

He was inspired and young , they do not policzyłby one
He forces them to add a song sang that close already dawn .
A thousand candles burned him over their heads to smoke,
He sang that time to collapsed wall ...
They sang along with him :

Pull bars from the walls !
Break the shackles , break the whip !
And the walls will fall , fall fall!
And bury the old world!

Soon they knew the song and melody without words
She carried the old words , chills through the hearts and heads.
So they sang , clapped in rhythm as gunshots sounded ,
I was under the chain , lingered dawn ...
He is still singing and playing :

Pull bars from the walls !
Break the shackles , break the whip !
And the walls will fall , fall fall!
And bury the old world!

They saw their numbers , they felt the strength and time ,
And the song that the dawn is near, they went into the streets;
Nam! They destroyed the monuments and cried - this with us! Against us !
Who alone is our worst enemy !
A singer as he was alone.

He looked at the crowds march
He was silent listening to the roar of steps ,
And the walls grew, grew , grew
Chain rocked at the feet ...

He looks at the steadily marching crowds ,
Silent listening to the roar of steps ,
And the walls grow , grow , grow
Chain rocks at their feet .