Артём Лоик - Кто Вы - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I do not understand what you were, if I didn't believe, did not like if I did not listen?

If it was possible to fix what did it, cure the souls.

I do not understand why breathe if you swap yourself and sought yourself?

And stupid to the abyss take a step, fall to the bottom, exist, will tell me who?

Who will tell me? I will try to remember you. Who you are?

Scientist Doctor or Thief in Law?

Commandment in the New Testament or Gelza in the Patron?

Speaker in a chair? Torgash on the market or official?

The question to the trembling in my head came to life, wanders like yeast, but not complicated.

Where are the eyes of our youth? Yes, eyes in which the light, purpose and dream, where are they? Where did we forget them with you and when?

The world changed when I myself did not grow

In your 22 I live my hip hop,

In the room I write my rap and see through the windows

How in my yard dilute vodka with juice, schoolchildren.

Where we played clocks on football, some gates are garages, others - wood and table.

But now Football is another, bumps clogged, smoking a plan for garages Young football players.

Why were you, if I didn't believe, did not like if he did not listen?

If it was possible to fix what did it, cure the souls.

I do not understand why breathe if we swap yourself and sank.

And stupid to the abyss take a step, fall to the bottom, exist, will tell me who?

The world changed quickly somehow, no spring

Increasingly, on the contacts, in the Internet, weighs.

We love there, we are friends there, we are already accustomed there

This is a fact, but our friendship is now solved by clicking.

I remember my childhood, romance in the entrances.

Maybe this is my end was, maybe I was a gentleman?

But I read not only rap and knew not one shevchenka.

And I was friends to the end and loved with all my heart.

Quotes in statuses, books in the furnace, rejoice, you with smart, but here's a sense?

Books - units, but every third rap reads, go for the fashion and writing to the verbs.

Beer in areas already like water, only without gas,

All as a flock drink it from the toilet.

"Yes, do not drive, let's bro on a beer, what a clown?"

Friendship dealt, would not say that!

I do not understand what you were, if I did not believe, did not like if he did not listen?

If it was possible to fix what did it, cure the souls.

I do not understand why breathe if you swap yourself and sought yourself?

And stupid to the abyss take a step, fall to the bottom, exist, will tell me who?

I do not teach you that, of all steep

Not for you, for youth my word

Where are your ears and eyes? In alcohol and smoke?

It's not too late, I said, not too late - my out!

I'm a kid from the area, you want to check, easier doors

But that kid from the area that has its own goal.

And you know what? I will blindly believe in young people.

Who have a dream and they go beyond her!

I do not understand what you were, if I did not believe, did not like if he did not listen?

If it was possible to fix what did it, cure the souls.

I do not understand why breathe if you swap yourself and sought yourself?

And stupid to the abyss take a step, fall to the bottom, exist, will tell me who?

Who will tell me?