Текст песни Baskil - На Встречу Ветру

the mind does not become righteous and never was
Thank heaven for the thrill and hardened nerves
inflammation credo, which betrayed forever
okalennye on wings fly to meet the wind
it is something to see in bright summer clothes
with the hope to see those who do not have as before
hand something would cut under the gnashing
Go hasty choice you do not hold
like a pendulum suspended above the prone
at speeds rabid hiking yards
asphalt crunches underfoot us wall
time music to drown in the range of gray
under fluorescent light
there are no more stories about Pruszcz at speed
do not wait for the news not dusty attic, is full of ideas
the next day burning in stereo
nestal righteous mind, and once it was not
Thank heaven for the thrill and hardened nerves
inflammation credo which betrayed forever
on okalennye Krul fly to meet the wind