Dokka Rise - Чистосердечное - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Hello. They say that I was burning, but you believe me, right? I know that you believe ...

Just shut up, and let me tell me everything ... please ...

I cried drama, in the middle of the plot, injuries

Among the scab fell, but hid herbs

While everyone else said that the performances, Magl,

Do not wait - I did not give a damn, because all I can fuck trabels

I have not become weak, I was so long ago, I will take my universe to the bottom and spend fame

You have a brachos, lava, but I would be qualified, well, how do I not become conceited

If here everyone is striving to have time to serve, it’s strange?

And mothers cry that their children, like the last cakes, are not clear in themselves what - the symptoms have changed

I, as a boy with a few ... wealthy family, is empty in my head, something has gone, yes, yes, you're right-

I have not everything at home.

Girls are waiting for jumps, sticks

Ready for surrender? I got up!

And why does the wisdom do not come before you become old?

Up to one hundred only a little, but how did the shmars get

Yes, yes, get it, you will die, just don't say that I'm mediocre

I am one of those who passed my main exam in life drunk

Dads, I and Stalin, are similar in only one, we are those who “worship” “put”.

Ha ha ... no ... the crowd does not know ... she does not know a damn thing.

He does not know how you were in the basement with tears ...

He does not know and does not want, and everything that you can expect from them is a failure and envy ...

And for each of your surges and squeal, sin and risk, they condemned you ...

And think, at least one of them for your miserable life whether to steam?

Yes? And who is she? Maybe also stamped-shielded in the word?

Or a stupid new Shobla? No?

Well -groomed? Beautiful? Of good?

And what? True does not tolerate costs?

But what about your Atlantis ???

Well, what are you mumbling, tell me, be sure, behind, right?

I'm not crying anymore, really ...

And even if no one will hear me, I will still be the same for whose reason they pay the halls.

I will eat 220 in one gulp! Forget and curse the day where you are dull, and do not tell me anymore about how your soul tormented you !!

Enough. ... Enough, dear ... There has been mourning for a long time ...