Текст песни MC Домашний Рэпчик - Мы понимаем

Odd or Even days will not heal me
Yad bustling streets madness obspechit
The flow of my thoughts truly and eternally
Those are my sketches, poured into trechu
Live close, huh? and we are all on the side
This is not the Hoku, and I'm not tobacco
And even when they do not know about life in Baku
What captivates our soul in the shadows of the motherland
My house is filled with people from the flock
They all look askance, it seems that it is necessary
But I do not know their tastes and desires
Stone eyes eating my mind
And I'm a fugitive, away from this hell
It is clear that not run away, well, oh well
I just have to catch myself thinking that all is not so bad
Though sometimes climbs all the blunt side.
Perhaps once the ceiling with God
About this and that, but there is no sense
After all, there is no God and therefore no salvation
And one way out here - a bullet in plumb, with relief
And here I am, in the alleys of the wasteland
Do not rush and do not get rid of the rags
My sewing is darkness, himself zotchy
Cuffed his eyes, and forgotten his father's house.
Everything will be fine, hints heard loudly
Is distant echo in someone's membranes of
From the sky fall, we understand the meaning of
I was alive until he was recognizable.
We understand..