Текст песни BolshoyNabor - Опора

lost in the genealogical tree, I believe
the error does not correct the time of drippings
autumn rains poured, the school changed the Institute
come to appreciate family, all my relatives salute
fall leaves, while singing songs
and to the south the birds carry lead
that year together, music and verse
In addition, thought grasped my natural instinct
I'm sorry for wasting a year, not plowed salary
godfather did not know of the fact that the son of cotton wool rolls
and one two bank distributes around
finished off the sound of the voice, whether you're left or friend
I inclined to do good, not seeing the raised hands not yell
a product if put to the liking of the circle
the game is not for the ruble. on the screen to decline those whose will
creak after losing teeth

soon stretched network
the city will light your path
abandoned by all except those who hear
what this hysteria and how it breathes

raised the gate I do not support giving the road
his arguments would not choose me, darling
We walk on the edge of seeing the laws and regulations
Our underground to blame flourish corrected
good I am seen quite a few did not indulge Mom
Life pour fuel mixture, repeatedly deceived
on the streets so as not to lose face
without denying the kid in kindergarten send terpily
time is perishable, unchanging emblem
When reckless rap pulls us from captivity
in parallel with renewed vigor drawn into the depths
Our memory segments are not removed from the basket
Years will pass the winter. will work
Salute all areas who are truly cool
music in my heart lastly willfully notes
if you rely on it, it will tell you who you are