Fike Jambazi - С горем пополам - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Take me far into the paradise that I dream about

It is so not easy to return

There, where with grief in half I walk around the edge.

I know, for a long time, alas,

I can't linger I there

And I will return to live my mortal life ...

With grief in half! With grief in half! e

It happens to me to gain a height unbearable, I wake up with my thoughts about it in a cold sweat,

I have been falling into the darkness for a long time, then I try to understand: to start changing, what do I need to change in myself? ”

In the morning, the rumpled look, as if I was killed at night and really understand, I am not like that, I have long been well -fed

Those days are forgotten, I gave myself up to new affairs

And let them go with grief in half. In my blood neither ppm, you buried me early,

There is no huckster in the mobile, nor those who forgot me. There are those who were faithful, believed in my blurry dream as a necessary count, I will admit cue ball and read it about it.

In the meantime, I stick into the clouds and scare to whether they will poke there because I’m stumbling here to the display will not repent once, let them punish, but there for aimlessly lived life with grief in half. I choose my very short path of the road to heaven alone will make you turn

But not because I am tired, and so she has a life, she needs to cherish, otherwise the brother hold on!

My path wags, influencing who I am, I will be alone today, and tomorrow I will fall asleep, I will change.

I can’t make it yet, but until the light will go out with grief in half I meet the dawn again!

Take me far into the paradise that I dream about

After all, it is not easy to return to where I go in half in half around the edge. I know, for a long time, alas, I can’t linger there and I will return to live my mortal life ...

With grief in half! With grief in half!

It was as if I lived in the dark, not seeing the light or under the rays of the sun, but then there was snow. Every day, asking a question for himself and in constant fear to hear the answer.

What is my life? Why do I live? And how not to turn off, not knowing your path? Who is actually going with me every day? My friends, or just my shadow? There is no happiness without grief, smoke without fire, without the shores of the sea, like without the sun dawn,

Without night, the moon, without a bird nest, you without me, like evil without good.

He looks at us from afar,

And who is this game?

How many tests are waiting for me ahead? Tell me. How to end?

Take me far into the paradise that I dream about

After all, it is not easy to return to where I go in half in half around the edge.

I know, for a long time, alas,

I can’t linger there and will return to live my mortal life ... With grief in half! With grief in half!

Take me away far to that paradise that I dream about returning so hard to where I go around the edge with grief in half. I know, for a long time, alas, I can’t linger there and I will return to live my mortal life ...

With grief in half! With grief in half! With grief in half! With grief in half! With grief in half! With grief in half! With grief in half! With grief in half!