Текст песни Поляк - Капканы

Raised years of trampling of common sense,
Everywhere, inside and outside the power.
You begging to get treasure, stop.
I beg, close your dirty mouth!

Galima True lives by the life of the challenge.
Common sense was sick of laughter and realism and void
Let the bitch laugh, I would just not be laid with me,
I would only get around trapping at any cost
At any price.