You are born - it's a sign.
This world loves you.
The colors of the day, your scream
And colors of the night.

You already are a couple of years old.
You feel what game you play:
Good, evil and laughter
Straight from the shoulder.

In a gate sip's like a jump
There are friends, it's night
She is one step away,
You're already an adult

[Chorus]
Every generation has its own time.
Every generation wants to change the world.
Every generation will go into the shadows.
And ours won't!

The period of storms, your rebellion
Freedom has her breasts
You leave a home,
To set up
Your own home.

Child's cry in sleep,
Bitter taste of her tears
And this thought,
To survive it
Decently.

[Chorus]
Every generation has its own time.
Every generation wants to change the world.
Every generation will go into the shadows.
And ours won't!

Every generation has its own voice.
Every generation wants to believe in something.
Every generation will be dispelled.
And ours won't!

The road to the top
And there is nothing.
Only traces of
Generations...

[Chorus]
Every generation has its own time.
Every generation wants to change the world.
Every generation will go into the shadows.
And ours won't!

Every generation has its own voice.
Every generation wants to believe in something.
Every generation will be dispelled.
And ours won't!

Ours won't...

 

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