Скачать или смотреть We are free — that’s who we are

The storm is screaming under a broken sky,
Winter’s twin sons fall down from high:
Rain and snow, no mercy shown,
This land we stand on feels like stone.

A wasteland, empty as our hope,
No bush, no wall, no way to cope,
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run,
Just open ground and a burning gun.

Cold on the outside, hunger within,
Two silent hunters cutting our skin,
They chase us daily, they hunt us raw,
No rules, no mercy, no higher law.

And there’s a third one, standing still:
Loaded rifles, frozen will.
White snow drinks the color red,
Every drop says: “Not dead.”

We’re freezing, starving, shot and torn,
Pain is our share since we were born,
Every misery, every scar…
But hear this clear:

*WE ARE FREE — THAT’S WHO WE ARE.*