MiyaGi - А мне бы горе разделить - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

What is in the distance, I saw glare, a reflection of a beam. People predict the allotment, but it came true again the opposite. Pages will take the view from crazy poison. The dream trumpets and is uselessly watering May. What the day will bring there, giving the usual life from the masses in return. He defends his hands, a blind poet this time. Cold routes of the bustle of the city. He is closer than a family, because she is not there, alas. This empty, at first glance, tired soldier. Gives the beginning and it is habitual not to trust. But as you know, all this luxury is the limit. And cheap breaks, I did not want to know them. Yes, and an order of magnitude above my caste. And not the call of Bl*Denies, the pawns are often. The king in the ladies is a mast. Karas once, have fun - the people are tired. I am among my right, right -hand right. And I would have to divide the grief, and the joy of quenching. On the most unbearable day, at the most unfortunate hour. Hug the relatives for the last time and protect yourself. Wash with meltwater with water, God is a judge ... And I would have to divide the grief, and the joy of quenching. On the most unbearable day, at the most unfortunate hour. Hug the relatives for the last time and protect yourself. Wash with melt water, God is a judge ... people are trampled on a lot of shit by the eyes. But why, answer me. Give greetings, convey greetings. The skins are on the fuck, I cut it rudely. Do not brave me here in a mouthpiece, do not have another. How do you believe, if the mind, the mind has bitten it off. Judas you are Vasily, Pokati, where you rolled. I am faithful to the truth and the family will tell you who should not be allowed to me. In order not to slap a biofield. Better one, but true, otherwise nah*th is necessary. We put thorns in a pocket, mountains in powder for a brother. I will be crucified, nevertheless calm. Because my bravado can summarize. Any question is essentially not a question, for us. A peaceful sky over your heads, a pack. Without looking at my head, I will drop it on the block. I am sure that the executioner is fucked up, it will come straight before the swing. And I would have to divide the grief, and the joy of quenching. On the most unbearable day, at the most unfortunate hour. Hug the relatives for the last time and protect yourself. Wash with melt water, God is a judge ... (x4)