Бетик СКВО feat. Mar Kast, OMi 1 - Кэп - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The timer brings the line to my feet.

They've started it, but I'm still flying, the ballast haphazardly placed on my back. How can I remove it, and where are the shores?

I'm here for centuries, they've hinted time and again, without delving into it in vain - spit it out, it's nonsense, and you've fallen into a trap, well, run away!

Time is against us.

We're throwing this drug into our mouths.

No need to run away, you haven't sunk yet, it's lurking around here for centuries.

Since we find power quite often.

By controlling us, he inadvertently saved.

This is my patron, this is my password, this is my rival, this is my ballast.

People have become a herd.

Sooner or later, we will become a herd.

Is the date empty? We've given up, really.

And tomorrow we won't reach 100, and we're tired of falling on our backs.

In places, we were looking for a start, but we pulled out a flag and stupidly put the restart back, so be it.

Wherever life takes you, choose your own path.

Correct your mistakes.

God willing, something will come along.

Choose your own path.

Watch your step and enjoy yourself.

May life always be young.

Or life is wonderful.

Pressing the keys so nervously.

The thought that you just seem to me.

As if everything around me doesn't line up.

As if luck again mistakenly entered the wrong house.

Don't lie to me, you're just pretending.

And as I understand it, something's not working there.

You're always in some kind of panic.

As if you've missed everything in the world.

Where I grew up and where I moved toward my dream.

Where I left my mark, where my footprints vanished.

We don't need anything, just give me light.

In Dark, dark heads of madmen, Captain

They melt even in a tin fire

You can't hide your head in the cold from the scarlet glow

A handful of glass in your throat, the corners of your eyes

Through a mixture of tears and blood

Signature: Life with love

A critic at the head of those who scream in their heads

In light of all these events, a label is on you

On the fucking

Your captivity, your mind pierced with a damned blade

There is no carrot or stick here

They just push here

Something or someone

Scene or place

Won't teach as life will teach babe

We don't need anything, just give us light

Into the dark, dark heads of madmen, Captain

Where I grew up and where I moved toward my dream

Where I left my imprint, where my trace has vanished

We don't need anything, just give us light

Into the dark, dark heads of madmen, Captain