Armagedon [English translation]

At 150 km/h

Gust wind is breaking necks

Of seagulls - they pick fishes' eyes

Lost cutters creak

So loudly above the tides

Salt sand insolently

Breaks the space between us

Whose fault is it?

I don't know...

The destiny leads us by the nose

Lighthouses, that were for us

Like signposts before

Now, keeping silent with cataract

They tell us to follow lightnings

So powerless, helpless

We're sending S.O.S

Before the wind

The wind of renewal

Will tear our heads off

Whose fault is it?

I don't know...

The destiny leads us by the nose

It's him, it's him

The Armageddon!