Текст песни SANTOS - Копоть

in this city
a lot of soot
many cops and lust
here
I charted a route through life
I stand under the lights
on the brink
no need to timidity
do not have to fuck I'm sorry

then fall to the ground like a falling star
out of the loop
where sin shirivo
and if all the pawns
twisted paper
currency translated into programs
around the bearded uncle beautiful ladies
where honest eyes hidden behind makeup
under secrecy this routine

black thoughts here on white paper
in the city where there are barracks elitki
here guys under 20 serious uncle
where women are under 20 serious whore

border for prostitutes
shrouded in snow
poems hidden away thoughts
with lighthouse at a glance
the swamp where the whole life in pursuit
and spoil the life of someone
Grash rubbed pockets
and narco jammed veins
They have no faith when the walls closed
easy to take from here thanks to the back knife
you do not understand who the enemy is, and the home of his favorite hangout
maybe it was a dream
instead coma
I hear thunder outside rooms

Hyenas in the department
put shackles
if only not to hops
not taken
for greens
if only not green
do not lie in the same room together we
and would not have these lines and songs