Текст песни Мастер - Гений Рока

Genius Rock

Tired genius rock
He goes to the monastery,
Deadlocked road
And remove roadblocks.

People come in gray,
Heroes are fed with it,
Wait a black brothers followed,
To complete the game.

Still
Do not ended the dispute,
Who is who,
How do righteous,
Step forward,
One hundred steps to bypass,
Third Rome.
Every day - burn!

 

History can not
Stubborn teach
Like fools hobble,
Not to produce in a big way.

Crawling, wanting power,
To create the past,
Razyal it apart
And under her crush.

Where is the truth - do not know,
And in what she
Perhaps the jungles of Paradise
Already flies country!

And you by the dry grass
Whip of life in the distance,
From the closeness to the expanse,
From the will - to nowhere ...