MySchool - Все по фану - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

When, I can be alone with myself, and When the hand on the clock is past 12:00 When it steals peace on the speedometer Moscow will seem at least different to me People, crowds, faces have disappeared Either angry or disowned, but with the thought of conquering the Capital Traffic jams have disappeared , then it’s not a dream And the guys get away from the police without forgetting to drift And this is the real me, the one I always remember without killing the memories All the love, hobbies, friends, night akamuliruetsya my spiritual vocation Now I don’t need anything And I would like to be in this place, but not where there are a lot of plans The night city has replaced dad and mom today The road has replaced the lady - everything is for fun *Everything is for fun* *Everything is for fun* *Everything is for fun* *Hop, hop everything is for fun* The sediment is gone, but the good remains I don’t give a fuck on people who merge At one with themselves, they stick remembering their faces There, half of them are in contrast, let them blur No one will jump above their heads and this is only our problem, that we impose more than we can handle In our cars, the seats on the right are not moved And I’m satisfied, then that the prospect gives an incentive Behind a white STI, someone goes to Sochi Someone attacks salons after being in line People's movements in life are honed The desire for convenience, among other things, These moments overtake us at night When the noise of wheels on the asphalt chills to the kidneys When outside the window the door of the elbow The wind is blowing and you want to race Once again Moscow, the lights are the only one So... Groovy And it’s like a pack of sharks And the noise is like a pack of barks Cars gather at night There’s flame in the heart, there’s flame in the engines, there’s flame in the veins We call together to hang out according to the models clans Sharing plans about the laundress Work in a crisis, in business you have to endure My beloved began to act up Vacation is far away, I’m already starting to get nervous The inner world needs to be treated This is mine to you all Fuck The Police I like to push the gas a little more than others But not only the speed is my whim, but in I'll give birth to a light breeze I'll repeat the accis for an encore and on the weak side The sediment is gone, but the good remains I don't give a fuck about people who merge Alone with themselves they stick remembering their faces There's half in the counters, let them blur No one will jump over their heads and this is only our problem, then that we impose more than we can handle In our cars, the seats on the right are not moved And I’m pleased that the prospect gives an incentive The sediment is gone, but the good remains I don’t give a fuck about people who merge Alone with themselves they stick in, remembering their faces There, half of them are in the back, let them blur No one will jump above their heads and this is only our problem, that we impose more than we can handle. In our cars, the seats on the right are not moved. And I am pleased that the prospect gives an incentive