Я всегда был очень далёк от политики, но смотреть как незаконно бьют и сажают людей невыносимо. Произвол дошёл до крайней точки.
Продолжая музыкальную тему, на этот раз из метала, есть отличная белорусская группа Vicious Crusade, её песни сейчас как никогда актуальны, название последнего альбома Freedom Comes звучит для меня пророчески.
Знающим английский советую послушать, очень хорошо настраивает на соответствующий лад.
Dogs Of Justice
You have seen them many times.
You have felt their bites.
Are you going to let them bite you once again?..
Unleashed the dogs of state,
Time to decide the fates.
Order's barked — come on the track,
Teeth barred for attack...
Arm of the law, he is order's seal.
Be humble to his just will.
Don't contradict, don't say a word —
You're nothing and he's mighty god!
I am the law, I am the whore,
I'm servant to the one who pays me more.
I am the judge, I am the god,
So don't contradict to the dogs of justice!
The hero of the street.
The stamp of truncheon's treat.
The system's faceless worm.
Mad dog in uniform!
So brave to shoot at armless crowd -
Ain't it good reason to be proud?
To beat a child won't flinch the hand -
You are so strong! The real man!
I am the law, I am the whore,
I'm servant to the one who pays me more.
I am the judge, I am the god,
So don't contradict to the dogs of justice!
Unleashed the hunt — so run aside —
Here come defenders of the human rights,
Here rules the law, the truncheon's law,
So fawn upon the king and his dogs of justice!
“They serve the justice”, you believe —
Don't be so artless so naive,
The crimes of state they'll never see,
They guard the state from you and me!
No — we don't need these laws!
No — we don't need these dogs!
No — we don't need this state!
That turns us into slaves!
Who Are These Men?
You have seen them fighting in the streets.
You have seen them ruining their destinies.
Do you know they do it for you?
Who are these men marching on streets
Under the flags of my land?
Confronting the state, the state of the jails,
Standing for freedom's defend?
Clenched are the fists, resist in the minds
And flame in the heart burns bright.
Nothing will stop these men on the streets —
For nation, for freedom, for homeland they fight!
Raised from the ashes,
Born by years of grief,
Brought up by pain,
And the true belief.
Forged in the jails,
Firmed by truncheons' beats,
We are the men revolting on the streets!
Who are these men hunted by law,
Standing the truncheons' beats rain?
Putting at stake their fates and their lives,
Despising the bites of the pain?
Who are these men marching on streets
With flags of the glory and grace?
No man will forbid, no truncheon defeat
The men of unshakable faith!
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