Кот Балу - Вверх по горам - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

hey

sail up the river

to be on the same wavelength with the universe and to be no one else,

Why don’t we have a nickname, there’s smoke over the steppe, there’s my Whig for you,

I will not give my heart to desires and money, I was given a century,

go up the mountains, through the wind and fog,

I know that a lot of things are deception, don’t make it complicated bro,

and for some, brother, life is a prison trap,

life grinds down souls like a stone,

after all, more than one region fell a glass here from grayness,

calm down, what a storm, the clouds are throwing sadness at us,

but the spring cannot be broken, one of the best,

to open the souls of boundaries, than to go on principle with just anyone,

It’s so easy to fall to the bottom, where every single day everyone has their own movie,

where everyone at the start shows off their shit,

but what will it give, because cheap people are attracted to show-offs,

light wind, ice cream for happiness, it’s actually a penny,

along the river, someone’s speeches from afar,

this style is eternal and the tea in the thermos is not yet cold,

the forest of the steppe, finally escaped, every summer,

only three months, it’s blinding, happiness is a hundred percent,

and someone was having a blast in the shopping center, under the group center, then two verses from the bones of the demon, a tour on rails, from Everest plays, hugged the CIS, paid the KSK and went to the steppe, I didn’t forget my roots, I remember we were here a long time ago, there was happiness, shit happened, it’s not easy, and for some it’s easy, the easiest thing is to talk about a beautiful life and do nothing more for it, sit on someone’s neck, hear moneyrustling, is this really our land?

but they just want to lie, every summer, in a ghetto shirt, you and I are somewhere again, out of time and out of tempo, look at the sky a comet has flown by, this is only for you baby, and the stars in the sky will be all yours, all of our own will be with us, I also hugged with all my heart and flew, I lived as best I knew how, to live as I wanted, at the same time bypassing the lawlessness in beauty, I saw it more than once - ashes but apparently not minedestiny, every summer, in a shirt through the ghetto, Tselinograd 2022, salam to my family... under a popsicle or under smoke, and you understand what it’s like in someone else’s shoes before you judge..