palyana - враги моих врагов мои друзья - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Enemies of my enemies my friends

Eiu Monopoly and pain covered forgotten times

One in the field is not a warrior ...

In the crowd, strong and alone frightened the tail

What a fool I was ... Raising glasses for friendship I read toast

Balabolo was a balabol and stay only need to remove fatigue

It's time to give the lesson to change .... Accurately but confidently pulling the trigger

Inventing new breakthrough paths ... not to make a step forward before breaking

Thin threads of Kant are wound ... those who called friends became animals

The whole sky of the sky was trying to ... We are all so tired ... reading a verse for a couple of miles to change all the places ... Others we will become ... I think about it ... And the noise of the pistol ... will help the reciprocity to find ... I understand who is more expensive to me .... And the mudosvons will get on it ....

Deep inside sits the beast asking out

Hearing it for the first time you will not get tired of listening

You rushed me like a mouse run from the ship

Deaf Beethoven announced protest if he heard

The fate does not remake it in something is intended

Maybe in the hands of the hands ... but they change

Hit once spit think about the consequences

Do not care for blood ... while childhood plays

And these are crazy we gave rise to themselves

Wandering between the subway and heaven

But you have become psy ... not free .. just chain

At the command of the FAS shook their heads

There was time to dress up ... now there is no forgiveness

Gray nineties threw even more superstition

I respect those multiplying and every sigh

Flock in front of the choice of Lucifer or God

On the sides, the events were overwhelmed and crazy, the events reigning as divided by the evolution of Cerber ... crashed and we were broken and frantic

But I came with .. not to paint the demon ... Where are you climbing the steepness ... This quiet omu is pressed by weight ... a little step forward and you are under the press ...

Quarantine declared ... the T-shirt is the one who will not win ... Let them and the many we want ....

Grandfather Frost will be at least one desire .... Let the brain for those who are missing it

And your condition is pisno .... Verdict such is impossible to forgive

From now on, and in the eyelids of the enemies of my enemies my friends