Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ...
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Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ...
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Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ...
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Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ...
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Huge city smokes
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And here from this smoke this whole climate cannot be eradicated
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Because without smoke it's sad and wedged, it's sad and wedged
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And snowfalls and showers in this city, nights and days we are alone
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Let the sky embrace us
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Imitating the mind, wise men wrinkle their foreheads in pain
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It is difficult for them to understand this, because it is difficult to be simpler
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Be simple, with this the way is easier
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The path has become easier, bro, then be easier
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In total darkness at random sometimes to the lighthouse
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My fear drives my ship to the rocks
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He is like a drunken sailor
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In the studio I squeeze the maximum out of these eight bit pots
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I don’t argue, we have notes here, not notes, so the noise from under the strings
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And again the heat at the concert and like a fire at the concert
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Courage at a concert and in this fire a forest of hands and I am at the epicenter,
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And now look how the hall sparkles
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He is like a reflection of the night sky, only instead of stars there are lanterns
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Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ...
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Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ...
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Look we're on fire
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Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ...
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Look, look, look, look |
Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ...
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To the light of lanterns I go out of the hole
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From dawn to dawn in the studio is buried
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Once upon a time, tired - dumped, forgot to say goodbye?
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I'm sorry I forgot
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A little more muzla, or rather a lot of muzla
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More music, more
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Mom, sorry for the tears and evil, thanks for the help
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Do you remember how I:
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I didn’t die for a small one, I didn’t sit down for a small one
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I almost got broken for a little
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Do you talk too much for little?
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I agree, but too much is hidden behind this little
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My tracks, like my nicknames, are self-made
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I am self-advertising, someone endures gritting their teeth
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Someone will ban like spam lazily yawning
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I am forever tired of winter, of everything that I consider earthly
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Yes, silence will ring in my ears, yes, I’m going to the store for happiness
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From the platform to the carriage, compartment for two, but I'm in it alone
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Put everything on the line or just lose and be left with zero
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All night the wheels are knocking, along the rails my usual rhythm
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I smoke electric smoke, there are lights outside the window
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Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ...
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Look we're on fire
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Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ...
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Look we're on fire
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Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ... |
Look we're on fire
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Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ...
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Look…
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Story telling about how the hick got to business class
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Laughing in the face of those who said that Vasya had no chance
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They say you proved everything, the peak is taken, climber rest,
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But victory has lost its taste, the tightrope walker loses his balance
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My 36th year has overtaken, I feel like 16, although the expiration date has long expired
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Adult uncle, but I still don't perceive myself like that
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After all, in 4 years I will arrive in my fifth decade, count
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In the 3rd person, I am on behalf of one of my alter egos
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I can easily harness the whole trio to this cart, here it is Lego
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I'm tired of being a stranger to my own, tired of being my own to strangers
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Long way ahead, but no one came to see me off, I'm alone on the platform
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The muse will wind up and run away, leaving the end to me to decide
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She smokes in the kitchen and my step away from her is a step towards her
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I am where this crazy world is rolling like a ball
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And planets explode illuminating my path like lanterns
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Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ...
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Look…
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Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ...
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Look we're on fire
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Lanterns, like stars, lanterns ... |