Баста и Москва - не знаю - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

And I don't know what will happen at dawn ...

I just want a fair wind blew in my back

I don't want to go where there is no road

Legs go forward - Ignoring that in the end ...

And in the city winter, and somehow it became cold

There were few reasons, but she said she was tired

This is the girl with the principles, but without complexes

I was in vain, and the train scored speeds ...

You, forgive you, in my opinion, was superfluous

Now we are shared by the distances not nearby

And nothing happened, my train has already started

And you know, it’s a pity that this world has been built for so long ...

I let everything in the wind, you know, did the right thing!

I do not regret, even glad that you are so bold!

I did not dare for a long time, although who knows ...

Life will still put us all on the shelves

Will arrange everyone ... someone below, someone higher ...

Or maybe he will throw it at the bottom, the main thing is we still breathing ..

Do not listen to me, press the stop, and sleep! ...

You asked to forgive? Well, I forgave! ...

And I don't know what will happen at dawn ...

I just want a fair wind blew in my back

I don't want to go where there is no road

Legs go forward - Ignoring that in the end ...

Today is Friday, here it is a meeting place

But it’s sad that there is nothing to catch here at all ...

I waited for you until the evening, and sat in the last carriage

I do not argue, I sit, and knock out the rhythm with my foot.

Empty car, empty thoughts trembling in the body,

And all the words are not in the subject, well, everything has reached the limit

I did not redo it, but it has changed

I was furious because of the delirium, why only fell in love ...

Why did all this at all was a mistake.

Viably stupid then - that’s how it happened ...

What was afraid - scored it completely ...

And it hurts you - my conscience prevented me!

Yes, although who knows, and the third circle is on the ring

After all, I am an enemy for myself - and I am my own friend!

I thought over everything myself, you know, but I agree

So it will be for you and to me more and more bite !!!!

And I don't know what will happen at dawn ...

I just want a fair wind in my back

I don't want to go where there is no road

Legs go forward - Ignoring that in the end ...

When the poet loves, he writes poems to his beloved ... tries to please her ...

When the poet has pain in his soul ... From this very love ... He tries to write something ... tries .. He is playing ... tries ... but nothing happens ... because the pain that loves is caused , cannot be described in words ... You can only feel it ...