Текст песни Ray - Дух старой школы

THAT WOULD BE HERE!

What would be here , does not matter the color,
These doors opened into a reality for all ,
For all the guys who believe
Who believes in the power of our ideas.
It's more than music, it's not a dream ,
Here everything is real - and the joy and the pain .
It's all part of a huge ,
A huge part of my soul .

I do not care what people say around
Their life is too boring for me ,
They will never make me ,
Hide out of the way and look back .
I never burn those bridges,
I'll go over them again and again
I did not forget their roots,
& quot; to reach the end ! & quot; - I promised myself .

Squeeze faith in his fist ,
Kill the doubt in his heart ,
Pierce old true spirit
And our hearts will go to meet each other .

Spirit builds schools lives in me ,
Music plays in the streets of the soul,
Drums - cannon thunder
These sounds winning play in my heart !

The spirit of the old school, old school spirit
The spirit of the old school who lives in me !