Оригинален текст
(Claude S.)
Technology and future need is a
picture we'd like to paint.
The truth though will somday show,
when there's no rain or falling snow.
An Industrial wasteland, a technological nowhere land.
An Industrial wasteland, a technological nowhere land.
let it go...
Cars and planes and buildings,
covering up our motherland...
We're guilty of polution,
it looks as there's no solution.
An Industrial wasteland, a technological nowhere land.
An Industrial wasteland, a technological nowhere land.
let it go...
(oh...oh...)
(let's go)
No more trees and oceans.
No more leaves in Autum.
No more dreams and notions,
of beauty and emotions.
Do you hear the wind?
I don't hear anything.
Do you hear the wind?
I don't hear anything.
Cars and planes and buildings,
covering up our motherland...
We're guilty of polution,
it looks as there's no solution.
An Industrial wasteland, a technological nowhere land.
An Industrial wasteland, a technological nowhere land.
Do you hear the wind?
I don't hear anything.
Do you hear the wind?
I don't hear anything.
An industrial wasteland, a technological nowhere land...