Schokk - грусть 2016 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

First verse:

On our map with age more and more points. Like moles on the body, many moles.

It hurts us in the past, it means expensive past.

And we lose something, because you find something.

How hard loneliness, on the cold days of December. Christmas in a family circle, we are hardly ready to hear.

That fathers say. Bat, I am my own biographer.

Besides, how many digging pages do you have?

We love relatives and loved ones. But not myself, so it is so difficult to be close to them.

We are a strange generation, the sea then we knee.

But, only happiness here, crane in the sky.

Hope is a freezing pond.

And in it patience - tired swan.

I can not believe that the feelings are extinct.

What happened then?

We learned to laugh honestly.

But as elegantly learned to suffer.

Many things are told, it will become clear later.

But in old age, what to do about it?

Our understood not long ago, remember your probably too.

Chorus:

Hey, Dima, something sad everything.

Yes, something sad everything.

Cold will fall out of the window, Charlot Park.

But so empty in it, winter.

Everything is so sad, brother.

I collected all this sadness in myself.

Without her, I somehow be empty. All and sad, brother.

You ask, what is everything so sad?

I will say: "Sad, just ..."

You ask, what is everything so sad?

Second verse:

And I am that raven that argued with the fox for cheese.

Here as a gypsy, though the freak, do not save the beauty of this world.

Between people and adherets, they are not just planted on the ferry.

Hurry up to reveal the umbrella, until each other was doused g * bno.

And I'm tired of living like this, and sometimes I want to chop with an ax.

Man lived millions of years in the caves.

All about, with time.

We are smarter than our teachers today.

The mind eclipse today the light of the flooring.

We have no one to teach us, we do not believe anyone.

The struggle for peace while the world is not inspected.

So I do not need anyone now he.

God is silent, and I do not believe in words.

Gave the keys, we would stood all our life.

Behind the door, civilization.

Temporarily, maybe we live the latter.

But not even evening, as they say.

We will play a comedy to any tragedy.

Raise comedy ...

Chorus:

Hey, Dima, something sad everything. Yes, something sad everything. Cold will fall out of the window, Charlot Park. But so empty in it, winter. Everything is so sad, brother. I collected all this sadness in myself. Without her, I somehow be empty. All and sad, brother. You ask, what is everything so sad? I will say: "Sad, just ..." You ask, what is it so sad? And I am that raven that argued with the fox for cheese. Here as a gypsy ... do not save beauty this world ...