max dav 1 prod. - вы одни - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Don’t fall, brother, don’t care about these shots, we are not under anything, we are under pure sparks. Emptiness flies around crosses and blood, a survival game without mussars and heifers

And I put my hand up so that they can hear me again, the sweat is dripping from my face and my legs are immobilized. And there’s no movement, I’m moving when I sold what I had for pennies