Текст песни Койот - Наша вера

I do not carefully spend time on all sorts of Bedni
For you do not say actions and bazarat gossip
If you are busy and for the day not one call
Hi's place at the meeting I will say bro while
For bastards, morality is always in the list of trifle
Love is calculated and friendship is at all crossed
My hand has long been missing
There should be emptiness in your place
If it saves, perhaps faith in Hrest
But this vera agrees not that
I believe in life there is honesty and kindness
And let I be one but one of the hundred
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You can not eat no sleep at night
It does not matter how much you have passed the experience of the shoulders
Everyone has their own that helps us with you
Do not lose yourself and land under your feet

You can not eat no sleep at night
It does not matter how much you have passed the experience of the shoulders
Everyone has their own that helps us with you
Do not lose yourself and land under your feet
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Somewhere on the way I know me not let me
Being human in flock people interfere
In tap cutting souls in asphalt and puddles
Bare feet on glass zag
Selection is not a nog when going to live
Neighbor to her to the edge between the paradise
I celebrate wounds climbs on the body plays
Where today and where it will become more painful
Everything is hidden in a smile Mona Lisa
My heart here becomes superfluous
In mirages confused thoughts
Maybe I one do not believe in these numbers

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You can not eat no sleep at night
It does not matter how much you have passed the experience of the shoulders
Everyone has their own that helps us with you
Do not lose yourself and land under your feet

You can not eat no sleep at night
It does not matter how much you have passed the experience of the shoulders
Everyone has their own that helps us with you
Do not lose yourself and land under your feet
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It happens pain hooked as if you are clouds
And you are alone again not any
It happens to trample the earth after the gardens of grain
And only there is no sense that you fought long
And only faith will help not stupid back
And only your sprout is soon trying asphalt
And I believe I need time
In the meantime, I'm on the ground for this seed
And the heart requires the scene
And I am aptly aims for these purposes.
And in Rip, I generally tried myself in everything
And only music has become sleeping
I believe in myself I believe in your exercise