Ка-тет - Иду домой - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Grab the cold in a vice, I go to the Roland Distine Tower

And here are not sands, but the legs are drowning in bottomless snowdrifts, frosts are harsh, the city is full of longing

Where the guide is lost, where the heart hurts from offenses

The deceived. Pity does not sleep, they say, but I see only your sleepy trooped look

Here are a chatter of love are those who would learn to hate

A nestless wrapping, in captivity of mortgages, debts and loans, cretins and schemes will storm in apartments

In the web of problems, like flies, moths to the light for advertising for nonsense and brand

I'm not here, I'm somewhere, where the lazy glances of sleepy planets and peppy comets

Chorus - 2 times

I'm going home from there

I go home from here

Then I, then here, go to the bottom with a stone

All one path, one blind crowd

Just in a dream, something will tell me something where you are definitely not

There is enough sharpening here, death, if necessary, as if it will be imprisoned, because everything got into the queue here

Frozen soil and snow, I measure distances with songs here, where scanty pensions are waiting

Where they strive to snatch a delicious piece, leaving no trace or consequences

With poverty since childhood, is there a place for devotion here, where closely local in the entrances

Where the common abyss will check what test you are of-something like a test

He who was late, he was overdoed. Got into place, re -climbed man, fucking useful

They won’t give us, to be honest, a pressed body in a chair, we get over the abyss

Parish over the abyss. Varick iron, not to pull iron is important here

The rails are smeared with paper bills - this is how the tops get

The rich dad thought how to push the imitation of the West.

Let the performer be at least a CACADE

Bolt for a rise in price, today Shtil is a rebellion tomorrow, there is a herd, there to the bottom

Chorus - 2 times

I'm going home from there

I go home from here

Then I, then here, go to the bottom with a stone

All one path, one blind crowd