Текст песни Север - К Верхам

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Who invented the rules of the outpouring of the soul,
Formed laws as someone thinking?
Then compose, sin - not sin -
Everything in this world can be inapplicable.

Why can not a clear hard rhythm
Diluting the calm beauty of the sound?
Come up with a unique music algorithm:
Being in the work itself.

Everyone knows how to how to do,
Banality zeal does not give them rest.
How to climb into the soul and its there to cut,
This is what, in fact, it is.

Why novelty oppress kings -
Copies every one else.
A throw themselves on their altars
All the same himself, but with a different look.

In this broken thread of rock 'n' roll -
era of stagnation we fought.

Do you know why we so blind?
They are just smart - they all know.
What every teenager is a better play
Each child was to write prose.

But they themselves ceased to climb up,
For them, that is - is already over!
Zazhralis it on its pedestal,
But we caught up with them for a long time!

17.09.2012 (St. Petersburg)