Текст песни Александр Подорожный - Шамбала шамана

Basta Flying to the Mountains
Let the whole seashore burn
Any Place is taken by a Cowboy
Any registration requires intrigue
Clouds walk boldly here on the Border
And the edge of the harsh all vanity embraced,
Thief’s Body is stuck,
The Crown of Heart crumbled in Mat.
(chorus)
Wow, we will find you when we,
Shambhala Shaman
At Twilight, the Crack of Worlds burned
Now We Know That That Will Come True
because nobody wants to die for nothing,
and on the Battlefield of the All-Dead Parade,
and no one is to blame for anything
Treasure Island was blown away in the Blue Sea,
on the watch, all Seven Little Kids.
Tattoos - The Sun on the Fence - We don’t see for thousands of years in a row
And under the Earth everything is the same as in Heaven,
and in Heaven, everything is the same as ours,
someone lies there, and someone else smokes,
and someone became like the Last ... Steam locomotive.
(chorus)
Wow, we will find you when we,
Shambhala Shaman
At Twilight, the Crack of Worlds exploded
Now We Know That That Will Come True
because nobody wants to die for nothing,
and on the Battlefield of the All-Dead Parade,
and no one is to blame for anything