YARA - My nikogda ne umrem - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

... Yara ... Primorsky ... Yara ...

I inhale the smoke heavily, in the swamp, whatever one may say

I'm almost alone here, the city did not give birth to me

Music can save, can decorate the world

Nothing instead of the soul, in the reflection of the windows

What to scream for yourself, you are not like everyone else

I sang all the songs about love, I still won't be with her

Snow melts underfoot, choke in the void

There is no other way out of you

TT hangs in a holster, my brother is sitting nearby

Four cartridges in Osa, in the glove compartment grass

I lose my mind, mountains of dirty dishes

Mom, tomorrow because of some bitches they will condemn me

Evil judges will put on an electric chair

I can't return anything

Therefore we are working, we just sit and laugh

And what else we do, we will never die

Time of othaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaers ... you just need to tolerate

Time of flight

Time is killed ... it hits even stronger

Time of oteaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

... aaaaa ... we never die ... do not die ... drops on glass ... aaaa

Time of oteaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Time of flight

Time is killed ... it hits even stronger

Time of oteaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa