Текст песни Антон feat Pero - На свет

In our souls in truscheb - often no light,
It was gray in parks in the summer, and churches - fees ghetto
Corruptible body, time is eternal, ever enough time body
I write not because something is better than sitting idle.

To challenge the system or the system to be thrown,
Someone over the years, gaining experience, someone fills his worth
Kohl is not sold as well as all - will be written off as a waste product,
And like as not alone, but always one to overcome grief.

Each news is a lump in the throat,
Far from the stone where the body of the aorta,
And strive to plunder the hordes of politicians,
Regular meeting of officials - an orgy of orcs.

But foolish to live in the shadow of the sun illuminates the obstacles that,
Cost only to gather himself and the light ray touches you,
Through thorns to the stars, but not walking on their heads,
And for me, enough so that the family was not hungry.