Маг - Воздух - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

tenth year and Grisha brought us big shots first REP we are young little ones breathing with a sewn plastic wet cough good tracks on the wire played teken in the evenings smoked in the field autumn, tangled paths and who you are and who will give me back won’t let me come back and remember, we didn’t bite our elbows there were no such problems 4 years abyss of years a little I was touched by old tracks vintage photos build life and the bitterness of broken speech impediments what the heck? yes there is and we fed the spirit of culture we remembered the evening, the smoke of the fire it was cold it rained then it didn’t drizzle we made us beautiful We didn’t scare the sparks, the repack enchants the birds, they flew low and here we are blowing the sheets from the notebooks, the grass is not frightened by the cops, the dope has left a mark, in fact, sluggish like Shaolin, to the monks, like the philosopher’s stone, they won’t save us with these hands, they didn’t do it drunk, two hundred Baltic seven, hello to the shops and the stars then we didn’t destroy built bridges from dreams played in life