Текст песни ЛСП - Улицы

STREETS

On the streets of restless, I know
The noise of sirens covers trams
And do not get rid of the anxiety
Hardly that - hands feet and run
In the slums of their own laws
Here everyone is your friend - in fact familiar
Here everyone familiar - in fact, the enemy
But says that his brother, because everyone can lie
People wanted to fly, but turned into a raven
Changed the wings on alcohol and cigarette stench
I squatted with them in the city do not think to clean
I have not been scared in a cage, afraid to die

But still we love these streets
With their black and white in which we
We burn themselves for these streets and
We continue to see colorful dreams at night
Seeing colored dreams
Seeing colored dreams
Seeing colored dreams
Seeing colored dreams

Streets birth, the streets raising
The streets make us cleaved and sleeps
Streets viciously mock lesions
On the street, we - we do not
We get married to the widow multiplied
Born slaves to those who have just enough
I asked a question of the streets & quot; who are you? & Quot;
They grinned in response to & quot; but who are you? New?
New ant in a heap of sawdust concrete?
New napolnyaka bottomless piggy banks?
A new inductee into zombies?
What would you not call,
We obey and destroy you
Remember! & Quot;

Still, we love these streets
With their black and white in which we
We burn themselves for these streets and
We continue to see at night at night colored dream
Seeing colored dreams
Seeing colored dreams
Seeing colored dreams
Seeing colored dreams

Yes
And I have to take into account the victim suffer
Spikelet become another bloody harvest
I'm going to kill someone greedy
For program or piece of rubbish grub
My corpse will find in the alley
Rob, torn by crows
But I stand in front of the shoulder straps, even dead
I would say proudly, I say proudly
What still I love street