Текст песни Артём Зацепин - Шпана

Chorus: More recently, punks,
Already flying to different cities
And we fall tears lila
But our childhood winter swept
The life of a set of problems,
Life is a prisoner of concrete walls. (2x)

1. I would disappear, not to see these persons
Diploma and a certificate on a shelf gathering dust, and someone stole his childhood and does not find the police, and from that we can not escape can not escape.
More and more want to be sad, and I'll put this burden on the verse and sit down in the subway while the whole city sleeps and leave there where it is not necessary to grow.

Chorus: More recently, punks,
Already flying to different cities
And we fall tears lila
But our childhood winter swept
The life of a set of problems,
Life is a prisoner of concrete walls. (2x)

2. But only warm memories, the past is a warm scarf, which lies on the battery, and the battery, this is your soul,
So whip up these ideas and do not be sad about the bygone days and let the leaves fall off again
We will remember you.
Chorus.