Good People
Ygyatta · 2011 · Track 11
Wherever I happened to find myself in life,
There were always plenty of those who were glad to support me
In a difficult moment.
Me, if I'm in trouble, in the fire, in the cold,
In the sky or on the water.
Good people, good people...
A ball of nerves and hysterics, on the verge of losing my mind,
I search for that happy shore where there is no dirt or crap.
Having lost all my bearings, wasting the last of my strength in vain,
I knocked on different doors, having lost the hope to survive.
And suddenly a door is opened for you, even if the guest is unwelcome.
They will set the table with an open heart and point the way in the morning.
While our native country convulses from evil and blood,
Simple, quiet heroes sow goodness.