Текст песни Поэт без усов - Решайся

So strange, in the weave of fantasy,
Such harmonious diversity of the world to sink,
Trying unsuccessfully to breathe,
Choking turn into error
Cramps, crossfire between right despair
On the left - into something bright faith
Do not hesitate, it would break again everything
But mind me again, somewhere bear,
This flow stop, can only myself,
That's just the speed is too high on the slopes,
This generally needed boring stopping distance?
It is better to fold, second, no problem
Yes worried as luck would calm relatives
In living, if you think I do not have a long time,
But it does not change the essence does not change the mind of the judges.
Red blood cells in vessels, ideas galaxy,
Drafts, sketches, why it should be all about?
Instead of answering, frowning and shaking his finger,
Remarked condescendingly: "In no other way."