Текст песни Ананас - С самим собой

Can not breathe, ache fists
Screams in your ears, do not care about the blood and bruises.
Blow after blow, and a weak first struck,
My throat fire, is not a dream!

Blow, yet he must go, you're a winner you wall
And better blood here expire than to be defeated to the bottom.
You drink sips of pain and fear, and again in the ring and fight again!
With yourself, with yourself!

Blood in my eyes, no more strength but we need to stand up,
Do you feel the collapse, the judge has stopped counting.
Flying on Olympus, knockout stone falling down,
All life is a ring and shaky as luck cornice.

Blow, yet he must go, you're a winner you wall
And better blood here expire than to be defeated to the bottom.
You drink sips of pain and fear, and again in the ring and fight again!
With himself, with himself