Кот Балу - Ушли в затмение - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

It’s so painful for my brother to die for someone else’s wallet, my brother is so far away, the evening will begin, we’ll light a coal. And we won’t give a damn about all these misconceptions, my brother he loves silence, it’s from God, the day will come the area will love hockey, the day will come the cops will pass by, pick a bone, fat oblique and healthy toasts, no need to explain to the wolves about monsters, welcome tochaobi, flashy not flashy, he's all in black, bushido one hundred percent,

Let's go see the kids at es te o,

Not a rock star like Elvis Presley,

Just killed in the chair, why do you rap?When there are more interesting things to do, where my tired eyes finally saw the sea, we don’t argue with the sky, we can’t argue, my brothers in detox are in sports, no matter what variety is a good variety, 2021, like on the board, every move is important here,

While you were blowing your chemicals,

I stuck my line

Stirred with greens

While the area was covered in frost,

This is them in words from A to Z,

And so in life, neither be nor Me,

It doesn’t matter old Ander or Stevie Wonder, hearty or hearty tandoor, crocodile or wild decoy, fierce pressure or Spanish, business class dachshund but T-shirts from Newerker for a couple of bucks,

Kokshetau Astana went to the track,

I’m not Old School, I just immersed myself in the antiquity of the braz, I didn’t count someone else’s cash register,

take it all at once, in the night capitalism breaks someone’s spirit,

Occam's razor, caravans along the dunes, brothers stung, fluttered less, brothers Argyns, the same Tarkhans, Basentins, in the night at the temple, I did not betray, not strangers, brothers by blood, brothers in faith, specific ones, went into eclipse,

The time of oblivion, because everything here has faded, my brother sat all the time, he is Akella, 22 knees, look at the time 22 on the hands, don’t treat me because you think small, we’ll sell your lambo to the pawnshop, the brothers are tired like clerks, there are loops in the cage,

the decent one left unnoticed, the sky will silently say there are no irreplaceable ones...

It’s so painful for my brother to die for someone else’s wallet, my brother is so far away, the evening will begin, let’s light a coal and let’s not give a damn about all these misconceptions, my brother he loves silence, it is from God, strictly. haiku. a bullet in the long...