Текст песни Чорный Бегемот - Вкус рок-н-ролла

Inside me there is a war
Cold blood and wine.
Ringing in his ears, his eyes mist.
I slowly crawl crazy.

I am trying to grasp the essence of life,
I chose the wrong path again.
We foolishly sharp edges.
On them, laughing, rarely me.

Fool shouts that had expired,
With all the heavy rock is dead.
I clench my fists,
Words do not believe the words - the enemy.

In rock 'n' roll bitter taste.
From the truth runs a coward.
But who would believe those words,
Which I do not believe he ?!

Inside you peace and quiet,
You are standing firmly on his feet,
And through the mountains ragged strings
Surely you will come to mind.

I am trying to grasp the essence of life,
You choose the right path,
But stupidity edge sharp
Cut, you cry.

We are each other without looking.
Any one of us will win.
Who for who verbally.
But fear is fear, and the dust has dust.

In rock 'n' roll bitter taste.
From the truth runs a coward.
Try to hide behind words
When life and death one.

4-7.02.2009