Текст песни RusKey - Имена

Simple names in mobile phones
Units of friends, where hundreds of friends
Thousands of observers around the same fate
Where we often forget that friends are important
Some of Valais, where the original unit
In the depths of life, we are mired in concrete slabs
So we want to live, but they do not notice
How to forget the names of people for fiery speeches
Dreaming of a better life, make friends with those who are important
Even if it seems that just about smear
The very conscience that has forgotten the publication
You're still a man among the names that are not
A friend is not someone with whom you spend, or who profits
Surf in parallel with the tides as a forage fish
In words more truth than the forces in notes
Something not replace you, for whom you someone
And this work, career makes us mechanisms
With so diligently strive to rise from the bottom
Visa, Master Card, maestro..zanimayut place
Blurring the names of people with whom he lived his childhood

Names ... in memory of my phone
Names of people's faces ... painfully familiar
Names ... the fate of those whom forgotten
This epilogue to the personal audiobook

Names ... in memory of my phone
Names of people's faces ... painfully familiar
Names ... the fate of those whom forgotten
This epilogue to the personal audiobook

That time has passed, or rather it is time to
Sow the seed in the subject or not we in the topic
With those we or those, and we ourselves
We decide whether to open again this book with the names
A friend and between us, I'll be happy if
Did you ever 5 minutes back to early childhood
Where there is no inheritance, indirectly and secondarily
What made the person perceive success
No cash, but there is joy and laughter
Bravado and sin, the truth of the game among those
Who forgets about loved ones, those behind the screen
Changes figures on fur wearing armor from the truth
And someone's personal success like success smoldering candle
Before the fate of Dima and Anton Aleksandrovich
And I'm writing a letter Timur and can not send
As the road verge these names in a different frame
And we have no right to judge, but you take your mobile
And call my mom and tell her how much you love
Simple names on the CD tracks
Memory for photographs in front of the memory of loved ones ..

Names ... in memory of my phone
Names of people's faces ... painfully familiar
Names ... the fate of those whom forgotten
This epilogue to the personal audiobook.

Names ... in memory of my phone
Names of people's faces ... painfully familiar
Names ... the fate of those whom forgotten
This epilogue to the personal audiobook.