Регион Снега - Многое и многих - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Life is a great and funny dance and we are all very lucky to be here.All human activities are nothing more than an entertaining movie.The only possible position is to rejoice and be surprised.In this world, everything is not as serious, not as important as it seems.We are all participating in a huge show.

Talk to me about the main thing on this strange day

The sky cries and the planet leaves a shadow

And I’m often too lazy to jot down lines for you

Together with you, but in quiet solitary mode

At night, when everyone is asleep, I’ll tell you about the main thing

I've already left myself, but I want to go back

Okay, if there was a plan, then no, it’s just

Let's divide my spiritual growth into two

I seriously miss these sad songs

My cure for a long illness

I've been looking for a home for almost ten years

And I will return there completely different and leave again

I give you my word - I'll finish the rhyme someday

And the first snow will melt, turning autumn into prayer

Half a liter of tears and revelations, kilograms of sadness

Red eyes, I believe: he will let us go again

I've been through a lot and a lot

The room smells of tobacco, music on the computer

I'm going all-in, because I'm used to putting everything on the line

And, basically, all this is nonsense, at the top there is an intermediary

Below the poet is writing an album, hopefully his last

The neighbors have become more good-natured, my little one has a cold

But he also wants to listen to dad on the way to kindergarten

Our souls are healed by songs, how much they weigh

This infuriates so many people, son, but you and I are having fun

In this familiar city everything still smells cold

I'm not hungry, mom, you call - I'm on the line

I spent the summer uselessly, I greeted the autumn with longing

The candle lit another one, it went out, but I don’t risk anything

I draw, as before, with phrases, often careless

Where have you gone?yes, here, but almost without hope

Between Chelyaba and Moscow I can reach with my hand

I remember everyone who shouted at me in the back: “Wait!”

I've been through a lot and a lot

I've been through a lot and a lot