Nalurione - Моя муза - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Among thousands of names and surnames try to find me,

Among the hundreds of houses, lanes Try my way to remove,

You will hate me and in the faces of others strangers you will only see me

Believe it is only the beginning, not much not enough, I go for you on the heels,

Cold piercing look

I was looking for me, and I'm already near

as poison, by body, secure by the pattern

There is no time, and if called a poet,

Take this burden on yourself,

you are extremely trusting, waited for those moments,

Meetings with me, so get them with a straight

What are you not doing?

You can see otherwise I represented me

Beautiful girl with a long oblique

that to meet with you, as going to the parade,

put on a wonderful outfit?

There will be no union like a stone on the bottom, gateways shuddered

Do not stand surprised as if I saw Jesus,

Let's get acquainted, I'm your muse

I finally found that I was looking for so long so let's go to surprise me

Show me your skill, you asked for so long, so let's now hit me

And every person as you parasite strives wants to be famous,

or so for yourself, as if I props, pulls me on trifles,

Yes, let and so, explain to fools,

what to write, compose what are ready,

any garbage, I do not appreciate these

I hate such, talent for such - this is superfluous,

For such, it is important only as you look,

If only there would be money, prestige would be important,

But what can you do this way,

And everyone infuriates, but everyone like that by Kher.

Pass the centend, people change,

But still essentially, everything is similar inside

Meet me with disgruntled rye,

they say without me to write himself can not

I search for muses the whole world searched,

But where were you so long, I thought that she died,

Yes, you can and right, but when coming, I decide myself.

Well, now let's talk about you, you can see you thought everything is simple,

But what awaits you here in fact did not lead, but blindly shouting that you are rappers, poets, aesthetes, writers here can be here, but you show what dreams cost, why among hundreds of others,

be with me exactly you