Текст песни Ананас - С самим собой

I can not breathe, ache fists
The screams in my ears, spit blood and bruises.
Blow after blow, and a weak first struck,
Throat fire, it is not a dream!

Beat more, he should go, you are the winner you wall
And better blood here expire than to be defeated to the bottom.
You drink sips of pain and fear, and again in the ring and fight again!
With yourself, with yourself!

Blood in his eyes, no strength but we have to stand up,
You feel the collapse, the judge has stopped counting.
Off on Olympus knockout stone fall down,
All life is a ring, and as luck would have shaky ledge.

Beat more, he should go, you are the winner you wall
And better blood here expire than to be defeated to the bottom.
You drink sips of pain and fear, and again in the ring and fight again!
With himself, with himself