Текст песни ОУ74 - Время Бежит

then sunset sunrise
week month year
cue the player
The battery is not zdoh
from west to east
releasing petal
by drone aircraft and trains squeak
and you're ready to stories from my kids ?
quiet courtyards in dalike background road noise
sypitsya sand in the flasks old clock
silent in a chair three o'clock
bitch zlyuchy grade
it's time for new heights
horizon closer
If you do not see privstan to toe
arrows in unison with this bit
stretch as python
and I leave things for later

and the leaves so quietly fly from tree
autumn shadow looms over the city
warm days of bright moments
smoke from the ceiling plunges into oblivion
I crumpled squared as a torn sheet
Well what are you brother grimly hung
enough so you can sleep through the whole life
cords running shoes and go down
Lake with a cold wind blows
patsyki Lighthouse I will go to the third
if Cho smoke blow up kupletik
whether there will be when we meet
here and now for us
do not look away it's dangerous
past in sepia faded paint
Napas took off the mask

I do not remember Wednesday or Tuesday
parachute or conductor
today I just live free
I do not know the music but for whisking muzlo
Fall like a dream while the sand on a piece of text
pressed to stop or rewind
sunrise sunset flip bong bumps tobacco
rap scene crowd stimulus of new verses
after a wall stencil roll in three colors
remember this and other fragments of memory
I did not remove and decided to leave them
was not in the future have not lived outgoing
I am here and now I'm a real

not an artist but as well as the earlier drawing
not a poet but as long as I breathe rhyme
and this is my life moms understand Woe from Wit
on-site Kumar in the paint hose fucking
and in that not all I
music in the ears autumn spring
and in no more dust
crystal dust on the leaves
in a warm apartment
shhh only in well with mary
believe in it all the energy of the universe
and on district time destroys buildings
in the area while growing trees

While the horse runs and runs
it is good that we are alive and bad that someone is alive
I'm not interested as I still have
I realized then that the age of this figure is not the old age
was a lot of new friends
I greet a dozen times until I reach home
but the brother of one of them a hundred
in fact still time puts everything in its place
Chick and many many myc
We do not teach but we zaebatelsky taste
I know there is no development of the Territory
and while you ohuevaete we natarevaem
While the horse runs and runs
someone on wool and someone shine and chic
and catching the truth from the lies puddles
I 'll show you what a still alive
While the horse runs and runs
someone on wool and someone shine and chic
and catching the truth from the lies puddles
I 'll show you what a still alive