Текст песни AZEER - На Поводу

I see them, I hear them,
they are like a dog I ask for food.
I'm in a foreign city for a long time, I have no home,
but in my eyes they look like beggars.
a lost faith, lost where VUT fears.
stupidly abandoned dream now dry mouth.
pogryzyvayut bone hoard all the loot to the tower,
falling asleep at home as puppies under the mother's armpit.
for them has always been important that the people shout,
and any word might make them bite the lips.
I am to them as mimum tablet from colds,
but you bitches are themselves torn off from the dishes.
because in fact, it is not necessary here,
throw chef at the plant is unlikely to be happy ancestors.
let everything be as it is so you better follow the herd.
it would have been ridiculously simple processes behind the old.