My voice will never be heard

Don’t protect me from NATO countries I didn’t ask you for that I need some Atlantic breeze Mixed with fume of my cigarette You brave or coward warriors Don’t shoot me for the music I play I really can’t get your phobias There is no point to stay Wild people clash and fight For the reasons they can’t explain Or in case they can, I’m in fright To know they’re completely insane I could be shot from both sides Freedom fighters from the West With beasts from the East collide Me is the victim among the rest Who doesn’t support the world Of disastrous competition But my voice will never be heard Cause it contradicts the tradition.