Текст песни Акцент - Территория

The Tribune is beautiful, the Tribune is much more likely to change places
There the report card is empty, there the report card is full - you’ll get tired of catching
And either everything is fine or a philosopher’s stone
Flies into the garden of the truth that was not given into the hands
Where languid silence is not in a series of awkward pauses
Not the boss will ask you, they won’t shake you
You expected a thread of dialogue, but with your head down
Saw the blood and sweat of the territory forgotten by God
And I didn’t hear any more complicated phrases
I did not see masks that became monotonous at times
It literally grows in front of oneself
Who got out of the comfort zone and threw a puzzle
What to mess with the common people, be at home
Black tea, smoked chum salmon - here is our territory

and this is our territory
and this is our territory (1/6 land)

And to us that the west, that the east - to friends, to partners
Where a geologist will pass, sappers will not pass
And no matter how loud the letters are written on the fence
There are people from especially hard ribs behind the fence
Not for the general atmosphere of the creed work and beard outside the show
We are not here for compote, of our third here and buried
And let the wings creep in, but we persistently
We do what the stress-resistant do not really want to do
After all, you can throw in tirades and there are those who are happy
Knowing that their words are neither labor nor result
But every path is illuminated in the dark sheets of history
And we are more than right in it! Here is our territory!