Текст песни Александр Папков - От стены к стене

From the wall to the wall of the chrome gait
From light dreams to a glass with vodka
I took too much on faith
I lost a sense of measure

Who soars in it, and who is vita
Who is subordinate, and who is Rule?
Whoever takes, and who gives everything?
Who with a nimble fake alive presses
Etc
And I'm just glad that I lived to dawn,
That my mind is not yet ugas
I just enjoy the rays of light
Living every day, as the last at times

Holy speeches will recruit soldiers
Word to the Word - the road to hell
From the screens the poison is quiet
Something build under silence lambs

Good goals - sweeping doubts
Alternative (replacement) fear-achievable
Thousands of speeches one hand
In the air, smelled again to Krzo
Etc
And I'm just glad that I lived to dawn,
That my mind is not yet ugas
I just enjoy the rays of light
Drinking every day, volley at times