Текст песни Ольга Демир - Officially mistaken -- опровергая официоз

Во время второй мировой войны
Все погибли, но были спасены
Личную историю
Изменённую
Получив, запомнив, воплотив.
Поэтому в наше время
В божественное мы верим,
Учим историю древних веков,
Но каждый сказать не готов
Родственников дальше чем прадед,
Куда исчез солдат войны, что был ранен,
Почему, хоть даже деревья тысячи лет хранятся,
В почве не разложатся,
Людей хоронят тысячи лет,
Но останков в почве практически нет.

Бог человеку шанс дал
Чтоб он не чувствовал, что мал,
Неполноценен - Богом создан
Теперь компьютер нами собран,
Как-будто нами воплощен,
Заслужен и изобретён,
И наша общая среда
Не ноосфера ли она?
Что Интернетом мы зовём
Не только люди создаём,
Но наш и раб, и наш дитя
Компьютер,
Очень нас любя
Нам служит, учит, развлекает...
Чудесное ведь всё ж бывает!

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Officially mistaken

During World War Two
All of us died. But this is true
We were saved and grow in glory
With a new personnel story
Received,
Remembered and forgive.
That’s why we are back to God,
Learning ancient world
But it is hard for us to recollect,
Absolutely forget,
Who were our grand-grand.
Why, if trees are storied in nature
More then century
And so many people died
But in soil you wouldn’t find.

God gave us possibility
Our new ability
Not to worry we are made,
Not to think that human - slave.
Now computer we have
As our slave
We invented and produced,
Every field it can be used
Our slave and our child.
Can ‘noospher’ be find?
Internet!
People with computer create!

During the Second World War
All were killed, but were saved
Personal History
The changed
Having remember, embodied.
Therefore, in our time
As we believe in the divine,
Learn the history of the ancient ages,
But everyone is not ready to say
Relatives farther than his great-grandfather,
Where did the soldiers of the war, that was injured,
Why, even though the trees are stored for thousands of years,
The soil does not decompose,
People buried for thousands of years,
But remains in the soil is practically no.

God gave man a chance
That he did not feel small,
Defective - God created
Now the computer is assembled by us,
As if we have implemented,
Deserved and invented,
And our overall environment
Noosphere not she?
What we call the Internet
Not only are people create,
But our servant and our child
A computer,
It is our love
We serve, teach, entertain ...
Wonderful because all are superb!

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Officially mistaken

During World War Two
All of us died. But this is true
We were saved and grow in glory
With a new personnel story
Received,
Remembered and forgive.
That's why we are back to God,
Learning ancient world
But it is hard for us to recollect,
Absolutely forget,
Who were our grand-grand.
Why, if trees are storied in nature
More then century
And so many people died
But in soil you would not find.

God gave us possibility
Our new ability
Not to worry we are made,
Not to think that human - slave.
Now computer we have
As our slave
We invented and produced,
Every field it can be used
Our slave and our child.
Can 'noospher' be find?
Internet!
People with computer create!