Виджа, Jacket in the Smoke, Н.О.Р. - Рэпрезено - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Vija:

I dream of me dreaming my capital how my bird flies on these streets

At night the roads are connected by faces

fate at the fireplace house and old stones all satire

my prayer of the fading wind, fading a cigarette ash

and the colors of the sky my motives give prospects

Megopolis noise does not allow me to wake up on the windows

Those deja vu people look like a braid, you can’t understand the street dog I thought

There are no lullabies tomorrow if my soul hurts so

Who will give the rays of truth in my hands surround us with sighted blind people, but not blind seer of our gray bustle of the province

How that people grin over the sick I close their eyes and clamp the candle with my palms

visitors laugh at the icons where that world is righteous

The gods forgot about us, they say aloud they but do not forget that these are our actions

where is the fidelity of the tenderness of women and where the justice and masculinity of men disappeared

what is going on, everyone substitute each other, you can no longer believe in the existence of a friend

Do not forget the time as sandy chias, what you tell your grandchildren in old age you forgot about the people of the unreasonable politicians of our country, I need oxygen and water to live on but there is no air from falsehood

I realize becoming older

There is no romance, only dirty sex by drunk

There is no more true love

Poems began to seem banal confessions and not notes of the soul, and not notes of the soul

N.R.

Music for you one love

And how many words were not here

Everyone will understand this

We will create a new class

Where is only the truth and the diligence of phrases

Urbanization increases from the lines

Bit in the heart, like from the columns vibration

There are many abstractions in the texts

Well, even if I tear off the ligament

I will be in touch

We are faithful to Hopa, like a dog Husky

And taking off the masks, we are responsible for words without fear

And every minus takes the soul

The pyramids are riding

Like from a spark lighter

(Continue)

We fuck our bats

No need to explain, you yourself understand everything

And when it becomes lousy

I sit down for the drama car

Just forget it

We bred you like children

You are like a nursery group

And we have a pussy, like cheese in oil

Thanks for the arrhythmia of Fenu

Foam sticks out of the mouth

Fuck those who hammer in Vienna

We stayed ourselves

We injected the poison into the bloodstream

So that you repeat after me

And like ten years ago

I keep the excitement

And while the music is staring

We will find keys from your souls

My music is a stream

As an ideal current

This is the highest candy

But this is my ambitions

And even if decibels burn

I will continue to continue on stage

Let him take a lot of effort

But I do it beautifully

This is my solo

But it all started with the first word

There is no show

Kills only from hydropone

And everything should be exactly ...