Текст песни Яна Рогова - Песня про мастерство

Here in your school workshop and the cold weather,
And it was possible to sleep at home, but you will come back here,
Forgetting important things and about unrequited love ...
What kind of life no matter, your kung fu is always with you.

Lies trail in the gray city,
From his black clouds heavens
And to be alive in this cold
You will only skill.

Changes the date of the calendar, and you become an adult,
Although not always clear that we can take from these days.
But, stumbling on the way, you do not let the dream retreat.
The teacher can and leave, but the skill is always with you.

Lies trail through the ages ...
Do not lose your way!
Be sure to reach the top
You will help your skills.

The day will come, and younger brother, raise your heavy pole.
That whole brood of cubs, and even in the room do not have seats!
Do not lost this work, we are still moving forward,
And even though again the screen lie - but it seems like your picks!

Lies trail in the gray city,
And the flowers growing along it.
You became strong in the cold,
Lead the other with him you.