Nabr - Game Over - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Game ouwa Man!Game ova!I don’t know who it was, he seemed to me like some kind of predator or alien

These are the kind of guys who cannot be easily identified; behind their two-faced nature there is always someone else hiding

Cloned in arithmetic progression, and appearing again and again in unexpected forms

In return for my peaceful sleep, in return for a night walk when I didn’t want to meet you but still met

And if it wasn’t “the meeting place cannot be changed,” I would of course choose a resort, a sanatorium, but certainly not a courtyard well

There is no romance in this, although it smells of Dostoevsky, an ax, blood and everything else that the school curriculum provides

Of course I would like to have the right to choose.Three roads and a phrase like “Hey, where are you going, good fellow”

But usually it happens in the dark, and on your lips one of two words is “fuck” or “mom”

The soul sinks into the heels.My soul is sinking into my heels.One, two three, I'm doing my morning exercises

It’s like I’m doing morning exercises, with one bar on the drawn battery, I’m looking for a recharge, but my plug doesn’t fit into any socket.

It was necessary to listen to the advice of good people and buy a plastic adapter from the Chinese

Then I wouldn’t feel like a fox with a piece of cheese in my teeth, it would seem like I’d win if it weren’t for the paws tied to the branch

Because a bearded man with a good sense of humor appeared in the forest, and with a document confirming that he was a local forester

Twelve men in the picture, and you are located in the center between them using a special graphics program

You always want to be involved in something of particular value, global, great

Although this does not eliminate the habit of hiding your hands when talking, or inserting colored glass into window frames

Naively believing that the world will become brighter, kinder and will not be filled with neighbors’ screams

The most correct thing today would be to listen to your inner voice and not cross the threshold

At home, I have a presentiment that there is a ball of something shaggy and evil located there

Although it no longer matters when you are knocked down in the alley

All of the above ends with the phrase: "Game ouwa Man! Game ouwa! Game ouwa Man! Game ouwa"

The soul sinks into the heels.My soul is sinking into my heels.One, two, three, I'm doing my morning exercises