Текст песни Ракоший Нелч - Друг к другу

"To each other"
A quick flow leaves traces of rare malodours
Frantic pace ranks are filled with young colonies
Hands hold stealing habits that we obstacles
Dark time rages power lyutuyut straps
Our hearts are accustomed to endure yawning from boredom
Pure soul, not afraid to have dirty hands
Inconsistencies our ideas spoil the picture
Those who are tricked broke forth everywhere seen shots in the back
Clever phrases like slow poison stronger morality
The house did not say who had stolen robbed
All our troubles are probably from fright walk in circles
We talk to each other for some reason but not with each other