Текст песни Влад Прайм - Надо брать города

Among the grim barracks, deserted streets
I'm waiting for that to my senses awake
What would be on your face could draw a smile
What would be among the black rain, catching goldfish
I want the old man to live in poverty
And in place of brilliant words, just nonsense bear
After all, fed up with this treason behind
Like a blind man playing the violin
Rain falls like a waltz on the roof
With bated breath, and if the world does not hear
And I think, even if it was good
Whatever misfortune just passed by
The room is modest, I like a peacock
and we seemed to burn, and we seem to soar in the atmosphere of the dark
In this standard room poor and humble
Grace does not matter
We must take the city
It is necessary to lie as always
We must stand up for themselves as long as life road
Among the light please show yourself to the darkness
Of course I smile, because I'm always glad
But I alone did not, when the star passed
I do not have time to step on board your genius
And ran for you, just because I'm a hard-nosed
And I was a loud knock Knockin 'on Heaven
He asked what would help me god called Zeus
You throw words, if so be it
But our story can give a name, Ballad
Gave you a bouquet of red flowers
And after these words, children do not see their fathers
It's like the Middle Ages, as well as if I had a servant
As if all the days of leave, and I am pleased Like
This prohodischem sun rays
But I'm without you I would not have stood up to the stars
Forgive this world is not recognized
But then it is too late to return back
Grace does not matter
We must take the city
It is necessary to lie as always
We must stand up for themselves as long as life road
Among the world I am asking you to show yourself to the darkness