| I saw a lot, I saw a lot, | 
| I saw, I saw... | 
| Let's! | 
| I saw a lot of resentment and evil, and no matter how fate brought me - | 
| I will definitely withstand blows to the kidneys. | 
| There will be no end, but there will be three points. | 
| The road winds, diving through the darkness, I now trust few people. | 
| I just sit, write something, hobble on the ground myself. | 
| I thought everything was simple, the world was created for goodness. | 
| I believe madly, but not everything is decided by the stars. | 
| I hold luck and what is its price, | 
| What is fame for an ordinary kid? | 
| There were no grandmas, expensive rags - a pair of pants, a couple of slippers. | 
| A couple of people who believe, a couple of rubles in my pocket in addition. | 
| A bunch of petty opinions, a bunch of sand and doubts, | 
| A bunch of clowns in Gucci with business deer. | 
| And I carry everything in myself, the muzlo and the old Shure save me. | 
| I’ll open my soul, my heart will ache, I’ll sit down and write a track. | 
| With a great impulse, a little with anguish, faith and hope in the eyes, | 
| Life will bring to a cliff, remember: not a step back! | 
| Chorus: | 
| And I seem to be standing on the edge, and I can’t see the way back. | 
| One more step, and I'm in an alien Paradise, and I'm in Paradise, so it's a shame to meddle! | 
| And I seem to be standing on the edge, and I can’t see the way back. | 
| One more step, and I'm in an alien Paradise, and I'm in Paradise, so it's a shame to meddle! | 
| You won't be offended by all those things. | 
| After all, I write all these tracks not from evil. | 
| I would send it away! | 
| Just like before. | 
| I breathe the truth of the music. | 
| What I saw in my dreams, who gave this sign, 2010, another spring. | 
| I wrote something, I believed in something, while everyone was looking for the happiness of oil. | 
| Everything is in the glass. | 
| My city is in a hole where you can't see the stars. | 
| We walk along the edge, in the tap there is water from mother's tears. | 
| - Sanechka, what the hell is that rap? | 
| Everyone around will laugh! | 
| I left this world where I don't want to return. | 
| There was no chance, you need to fight. | 
| If you go, you can't screw up! | 
| How many people - so many opinions. | 
| They will always whisper behind your back! | 
| A bunch of leftist comments, and a bunch of smart people on the net. | 
| Some kind of *scumbag is sitting and hating my first CD. | 
| There is fog again in my head, I see gloomy houses, | 
| I always smile, brother, so as not to go crazy! | 
| I do my muzlo, and I do not grab the stars from the puddle. | 
| Worse, brother, it won't be any more - I went through all the cold. | 
| Chorus: | 
| And I seem to be standing on the edge, and I can’t see the way back. | 
| One more step, and I'm in an alien Paradise, and I'm in Paradise, so it's a shame to meddle! | 
| And I seem to be standing on the edge, and I can’t see the way back. | 
| One more step, and I'm in an alien Paradise, and I'm in Paradise, so it's a shame to meddle! | 
| And I seem to be standing on the edge ... | 
| And I seem to be standing on the edge, and I can’t see the way back. | 
| One more step, and I'm in an alien Paradise, and I'm in Paradise, so it's a shame to meddle! | 
| And I seem to be standing on the edge, and I can’t see the way back. | 
| One more step, and I'm in an alien Paradise, and I'm in Paradise, so it's a shame to meddle! |