I was twenty years old Running with an AK in my hands Into the bus stop to help pick up the guts of my old man I remember other days, so far away riding in his car He would stand me up and proudly say take a good look around This is Donetsk Town
Donetsk Town Donetsk Town Donetsk Town
In twenty fifteen tensions running high there came the Nazi fools A lot of fights, with shelling at night There was nothing you could do Two rockets fired on a Saturday night Downtown was not fun Words were passed,there came a mortar blast Troubled times had come to Donetsk Town
Donetsk Town Donetsk Town Donetsk Town
Now Pain Street's blown out windows And burnt down stores Seems like nobody wants to live down here no more They've closed down the Airport across the railroad tracks But we all say never give up boys,our city will be coming back To Donetsk Town