Стороны РА - 04. Чтоб Я Любил Весь Мир - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

To light a rebellion ...

In the midst of winter days, nights sleepless, gloomy, snouted,

Districts, dumb streets, rotten mudd

Divide everything with me, remind you who I was,

Make me love the whole world.

Change your brother’s life for the pen of the pen,

Aki Fraera, since scum - in the yards go to bed and die.

Sleep - to battle in the morning, the house is on a hearty land,

Boys - to Krala, February - give your own to your own.

Here the situation has grown so:

The scum wants to share the inseparable world, to create power.

The roots scattered all,

They came up with concepts how not to talk about things out loud.

On land land than in the sea ... I don’t care, I'm in favor.

All the same to light up a rebellion.

We were promised to get lost behind the curtains

But why do I love this world? Where is honey here. paragraph?

We are almost blinded here,

But your windy type Kremen allows you to understand the scale

(TPFU!)

February is tired, come on summer

Not in apartments, but purely on weight.

And we will fly over the abyss ...

Who else is pompous with a bottle of port in the entrance

Will not be laid out for a loan?

Dark cities will blocked, and, therefore, we will win.

And my world, your world (not my world) went to my world to the war so that my world would go to another world, becoming the dumb, but my world remains the way it was.

This is my world, yours, but not that world, not my world (yours), that I went to war to my world, that with him in the world. No to war ... Hold it, friendly ...

After all, you did not become an enemy to me, my brother, ridicurating my mindset,

Changing the call of herbs to the industrial zone stench,

Edemov Garden on Hell of Papers.

And still, I will advocate for your freedom.

Even if standing in a row of herds of herds

With a parade, you will say that my experience is nonsense,-

My one is true: before the face of troubles

Out of our movement

The elders without asking for advice and briefing.

Half in fire on your wave

In the wine department, like one warrior in the field, we will lie down.

Everything to return to you, friendly, already

Your soul is missing, we will take everyone out of the beach.

Sometimes from all sides fire and ice in your chest

On the heart lay down with a stone and neither ZGI is visible ahead.

Another king will fulfill his role,

"Long live the king!" All on their circles.

Cryny. He runs behind the sun. And to the store man

Getting hold of half a liter ... He is not true,

That he is like me and you, a writer of stupid words,

While his soul hisses and smolders coal.

One love of the river through the hearts

Poisoned, doomed to eternal flight.

Nowhere to go, but it can be found

The soldiers are her place in the sun.

Love of the river through the hearts

Musorov and Narikov Blood Taurus ...

"Patsanva, will there be no weight?"

Demons are mutating, poisoning the light of the river.

Do not be afraid when they pour from your eyes, taking away the pain, tears,

The heart whines and asks for rest, beats crazy,

It breaks from the body of the waves ...

After the battle, the salt on the palms will perform crystals.

House - Earth, the last shelter - sky,

In its depths, we melt along with grief and troubles,

And in the spring, as if in a dream,

We cut the enemies from the sky of poppy fields with wet snow.