Grand Stuff - Кулаки и кисти... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

This is my first experience, but I hear thoughts of a sewing

In order not to sit on the ass, but to become a true pros ...

Someone is fast, but I am more experienced

From day to day to become stronger from

Someone lay down, I survived

Bits of my thoughts ... fists and brushes ...

If not my thoughts are licked ... think then who then

Let your stone souls themselves in the flesh

And that means we will sting and inject, not in words, but the right fists!

loud, like a wounded beast is deadly ...

The cries of a crazy crowd tear the chain of the limit of patience

He began sharply, but you are a sharp bitch, but for you a fight for the title, and for me a matter of honor.

The brain is disconnected, and the reflex and anger drives with the body ... And through the stupid pain and fear, I beat under the jaw in the bone, just having shouting, showing it did not fall on the parquet ropes of the back, there is no retreat, there is no time viscous mass, let blood and red ... lead The dome of hematomas is like in a lamp, the lights and shoulders are extinguished ... Why are you flying to the stage ... Maybe the opponent can faster the magnetite shock ... The words are a coach and more than a background noise and in this wild howh I do not hear him .. . And anyway, on Karita ... or a dog’s fight, but I am obliged to complete what once I started.