
Date of issue: 08.02.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: #musicdistribution
Song language: English
Глядя вверх |
I raise my head higher to see the next |
And wonder, «Wow, I was thinking about earlier?» |
I like a convict with his leg chained to the core |
I live one day, one life, one way |
The same old hope everything is still |
My discovery, like a fish — not the first freshness |
My events are remembered drinking of |
With or without him, nothing more |
I know many, many people know me, in turn, |
But who among them would undermine late at night? |
When I need to be urgently and they are not very |
Not everyone, however, does not matter, I do not god |
Not raised his wings or horns are not |
Another wooden boy in the world of fools |
Who nevertheless saw something above — where the wind |
And I began to understand why living in the world |
I raise my head and shoulders above what would have been |
better to hear |
Breath of life today, who would describe it? |
I understand — my niche is too insignificant |
And I was born to be not just a consumer |
You’ve seen his parents eyes when you feel bad |
Have you tried living on taste — it is cruel |
My best teacher — experience |
Only time will tell where the snow, where the soot |
Where would cost to make a half step, and where it was not |
worth |
Who is a friend who is an enemy, so who was passing by with |
you |
I make plans to go upright |
I realized that something for which you have to be and to |
live every minute |
Not shelving their last real |
Whatever the future has been dead as autumn leaves |
Then from the sky why do not the court look to the bottom |
I raise my head higher than usual and starting to talk like |
that do not habitually |
I replaced the language of others as if the words are flying |
out of his mouth burn like the sparks |
I low is the roof of the house go out |
To see something that seemed familiar |
According to the new and talk about this new way |
Without question his own voice |
Crossing the pedestrian strip |
I’m going to look for a gap of freedom in the masonry, |
Outside smoothly, but I see flaws |
As in the speech clause, as in the text misprints |
Do you sleep peacefully and sweetly, you keep your feet warm |
As I thought more important to keep clean |
Then quickly realize that there is truth and what is a bluff |
And why do so few people are looking up. |
That is, it’s not the way you want and would not |
And you’re standing still, but in the soul of fatigue |
And then it breaks and burns |
And here, as background in the eyes of the clouds soar |
And you know, you realize that everything else |
Let a lot of dirt, but the soul is richer |
And all the doubts disappear suddenly |
And you’re sure the people at heart fly |
Rise above what you hear? |
This heart beats, see |
Do not seek power, but live with passion |
This heart beats inside |
I remember each has a bird that breaks out |
And do not stop a bird in the heart wants. |
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