Иван Наумов - Мумбачья площадка - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

"... the solution ripens painfully, slowly. Nut the courage to look into the eyes of his reflection. What was all before? Was it worth it that was already committed and where in the end your illusions are ends and you begin the real you? And some kind of there? , under the husks of the busy position, megaton responsibility, stored secrets and a rigidly calculated image ... "