Артём Зацепин - Шпана - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Chorus: More recently, punks,

We are already flying to different cities

And for us autumn tears shed

But winter swept our childhood

Life is a set of problems

Life is a prisoner of concrete walls. (2x)

1. I would like to dissolve, not to see these faces

The diploma and certificate are gathering dust on the shelf, and someone stole childhood and the police will not find it, and we cannot run away from this.

I want to be sad more and more, and I will put this burden on verse, get on the subway while the whole city is sleeping and leave for a place where I don’t need to grow up.

Chorus: More recently, punks,

We are already flying to different cities

And for us autumn tears shed

But winter swept our childhood

Life is a set of problems

Life is a prisoner of concrete walls. (2x)

2. But memories only warm, the past is a warm scarf that lies on the battery, and this battery is your soul,

So drive away these thoughts and don't be sad about the days gone by and let the leaves fall again

We will remember ourselves.

Chorus.