Фома Максимов - Бассейн - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

A month went by where nobody did a damn thing;

My body grew soft, and my loved ones' nerves were in the crosshairs.

Ask how I'm doing, and I'll say, "Fine, all things considered."

Still moving in the same circles, looking for a glitch in the system.

You were just zoning out while the Queens here were devouring Pawns—

Finding some bacon in the deli aisle, cracking jokes like, "Lol, we're screwed!"

In this tightly-knit hustle aimed at stuffing the money-portfolio,

Within this shady scheme designed to sift out the poor.

What matters is what you’ve done, and what you truly believe in—

Knowing how to tell the "clowns" apart from the ones who are truly "in the know";

Distinguishing sincerity and honor from total moral resets,

Standing firm against the mindless worship of generations past.

I’m the freshest fruit on the tree—yet, amidst all this foliage,

I can’t seem to drag myself out of bed whenever laziness lays the trap.

They used to talk a big game, but eventually, they all faded out—

Left lingering in the shadows of these very verses.

No doubt about it: any path feels shorter once you’ve learned to trust yourself—

The walls around you seem to shrink.

Rap is like a demon: it stole my soul ages ago, and I didn't even notice the swap—

Man, was I naive back then!

Why do I have such a difficult nature? It’s a real mess.

If I’ve offended you, then I humbly ask for your forgiveness.

Ahead lies a sea of ​​light, yet here I am—somewhere at the bottom of the pool.

I’m standing by the shallow end of the pool. You thought you couldn't drown here—

But sometimes, even the depths offer no salvation.

It’s a pretty cool story, isn't it? Though it has no sequel.

You try to head straight for the goal, but that turns out to be—at the very least—much harder.

Every step here counts for miles. You and I zoned out so hard, we nearly ended up in total defeat.

And then—suddenly—salvation arrives. What was once mono-channel has now become stereo—

So let's cut the hysterics.

In my very first music video, it was just me and a buddy—

Our heads were totally clouded with weed smoke.

Now? Now my head is clear—completely free of the smoke. There are two homies, and two more homies—

And another two homies—three pairs of two, just like that.

Without a decoder, you won't make heads or tails of these words.

The city beneath my wheels drags me into the distance.

I grabbed Fate by the ass and yelled, "Keep going!"

Is it dark in this concrete jungle? Light up a lantern.

Is there a brick wall here? Scratch your name into it.

Everyday life changed me; it showed me who’s got my back.

It showed me who I am—who gave freely, and who just took.

Who is my family—my armor—and who is just kin?

Who wounded me, knocked me down, and who stood right by my side?

In every city, there’s a whole crew of our own.

There are guys out there who are straighter than anyone alive.

A Judas figure tried to sell me out for twenty-five grand.

I tossed him to hell; I value the simple, genuine folks.

In my photos, I’ve got a collection of traitors—

A gallery I curated from old "buddies."

Life got more "interesting" with them around,

But to them, damn it, cheap trinkets and bows meant more than anything.

These aren't brothers; they're total shit.

I wasn't paying attention and stepped right into a puddle of spit.

I wiped my feet on them and built a fence to keep them out—

But if you’re truly close to me, you’ll walk right through it.

What is this song about? Oh, nothing really—just pure faith in myself and my friends.

It’s about making choices—so you don't get lost in your thoughts, torn between kindness and malice, between light and darkness.

I don't know the whole path ahead—there are so many questions here—but I look for the answers within myself.

I built a whole world inside my own head; don't listen to anyone's advice—that’s my advice to you.

No doubt about it: any path feels shorter—and any wall seems smaller—once you’ve put your faith in yourself.

Rap is like a demon: it took my soul a long time ago—and like a fool, I didn't even notice the swap.