Текст песни Виталий Гафуров - В предвкушении воли

Somewhere in the world there lives my muse
I hid behind reefs hard fuzz
and drive, read poems sonnets,
I am trying to find answers, but there is no
about in my head for treason,
Dolphins to put that, if a flock of Vienna
I can think quickly skipnut
There where the lighter, wiser, kinder ...

Hands are tired of spears and swords,
to get up off his knees, the execution of their executioners,
But things are going on alcohol
and drunken tears in anticipation of the will

Fiction scarlet flowers just rushing
And someone once call me
The country of excellence and wonders of the world
Maybe god, well, maybe the bes ...

Hands are tired of spears and swords,
to get up off his knees, the execution of their executioners,
But things are going on alcohol
and drunken tears in anticipation of the will