Текст песни ASKH project - Остаться Собой

When hands are lowered,
Motivation comes to naught,
Not knowing what these flour,
We are looking at the response to death.

Sometimes I want to stop breathing -
And ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
I realize that it makes no sense to dream,
It is necessary to take and send everything on the dick.

Life is too short to pretend.
I such as is,
I can not change every time,
To listen to your flattery.
 
When hands are lowered,
Motivation comes to naught,
Not knowing what these flour,
We're looking at the death, in response to the death.

We are destined to fight each day
Till the last breath.
I sacrifice everything to stay honest,
Until podohnu.

stay a
stay a
stay a
We must remain an

Increasingly, I hate myself.
Land let me rest in peace.

Death - the best medicine
And salvation, if you are weak in spirit
If everything in your dreams -
This blackjack and whores.

When hands are lowered,
Motivation comes to naught,
Not knowing what these flour,
We're looking at the death, in response to the death.