Текст песни ак-47 - Разговоры

One Foot in the routine where the stars go out
Do not be late, and it will be too late
Ate plenty of morality and tips
Suicide and why am I in this world,
As priskoski photos in the album's sister, mother,
And someone on the background of the Son, I have to tell you
Look, I can no longer keep it to myself
After talking dream shadow
I believe the mother believed all year
And as an adult to step sixteen dvinadtsat
Age of majority - eighteen
Kazabralsya finally who is the enemy, who is a friend
No girls - look for a disease
Winter is coming and cod lodoni
You're not the only one, all cold and hurt ....

And you go along, burning bridges,
Inhaling the smoke of bitter Balkan Star
You wake up from a drunken screaming neighbors
No friends, no missed calls,
When I when I'm in
Who really wanted to be in his youth
And when'll break away from this wild world
Where every hour change in yourself an idol
In the heat of bad luck, so it was moved
Under a bottle of beer expressed in weak anger
Passion for women - plus the peace of
You have mastered the work had not drunk so much
For the sake of the house lay waste liquor
Silhouettes of Stalin, the book of war times
Stop, it's not the end of the front
Stop, because you have a cross on his chest