Music by Koha;
lyrics by V.Komissarov
Изначально тескт был написан в 1989 году. Здесь он представлен в полном виде, на записи же он сокращен. Коха сочинил эту песню а Оффенбахе.

Hey, all you people that stiil have a dream
You, who can fly or believe to have wings,
You, who can rise over a vision of stale history.
Question is here, but the answer’s not clear
 [bad word] that I’ve wasted so many years
Listen, wherever I go, there’s a saying no.

 [bad word] 
Hey, give way, we wanna live
Don’t mess up the air we breath
Cause everyone meets in the end
The angels of death

I met some [bad word]  a merciless bunch
I saw them age, it did not matter much
This is a law and according to law we must go
Some years ago they were like you and me
Full of rebellion they fought to be free
Only the sign saying no made them stop on the road.