Qweek - Всем салют - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Everyone is a salute, I am again here and just explode, just to the cosmos

My thoughts, my thoughts inside me, think that life is garbage

But no, I just break under the bit, my music sounds, my music sounds.

The voice wheezes here, the voice wheezes, but well, what, the soul hurts

I'm talking about what I think about, the truth is true, the truth is in my thoughts, the truth is that it is purely from the mind, purely purely from the heart

Yes, I did not lay out many tracks, there are a lot of verses here, but this summer, but this was not my plot, to make money, but the track is not about that

How much time has passed, many who disappeared, many who came, in my life, everything was fine, but did not do the tracks hard, I didn’t want anything, I had a lot, I lost a lot, I learned a lot, everyone knew, I talked when? Tell me how your fate is, report the whole truth, but I was embarrassed by the problems with money, because I have to pay for the fact that they took on credit, apartment, dollars, courses and rubles, nerves and problems in my way, listener understand my life tournament, in He did not pay time, shed and sailed away, and then think that it is important in life, record tracks or be in abundance, such laws here, I have such orders in my head