Текст песни Банк-а - Рокировка

Early night
Hello my friend.
The heart is not breathing ,
Just knock.
Pulse so stubbornly ,
Beats whiskey .
So arrhythmic ,
From anguish .

Memory throws
Slides in a row,
So many
Consecutive years .
So many
Hundred years.
Where is the question
"Why?" The answer?

Chorus:
Castling…
Gate…
They shot at point blank range ...
Trample in tears ...
In front of me ...

K2.
Wounded beast
Danger of two ,
Force is not Newton ,
The strength - the spirit .

Strong world
Not in the world ,
What is written ,
I can not erase !

Who in the dark,
He appreciates the light.
Simply everything ,
Complicated.

It lasts longer
For hundreds of years .
That is the question
"Why?" The answer.