DNИL - Вкратце - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Hood on the head, wind breathing

Take away all sorrows, carries ashes

The ashes leaves health, leaving smoke

Like a black stone in the lungs. My road is a serpentine among concrete walls and colorful paintings

I am surrounded by my favorite people, but I am alone

Not always, I take night to my friends

She sometimes mixes this boredom with stars

... I break my hands for the result

What I'm trying to talk about, it is not clear myself

It is strange that I see in a dream

Then he comes in reality, you give me a wind of power to win over the laziness of the laziness in the sparring with the shadow so that the new day is not the last, I am a loafer in this topic and all try to postpone all important affairs for Monday.

... Damn Monday, so much hope for you

But your meeting with me leaves everything as before

So we are looking for an occasion all the time, hang our failures on someone and bring so many arguments in order to justify yourself, you look at the reflection, you are a target, you are like someone’s target, those who go a little worship of you are allowed to be arrows. On the heads who destroys the walls, and we are all for the idea here and for the idea and you know more a buzz than from dirty money, I will earn it later in a large green building, and here I will remain a player with a set of tasks.