Текст песни люблю.CBET - Свобода выбора

Day provolochilsya on a broken track,
coming to the finish line with a deep dream.
I have even used it to steal a couple of seconds, but
generator of all my processes have stopped.

Thoughtful with coach
each scenario
several billions of scripts
and several levels of difficulty.

Only at your discretion:
one hundred and eight minutes in orbit,
sixty minutes in the final,
century in anticipation of the possibility of a single
remain in history.

And as if in an office of heaven in vain did not argue,
neither one nor the second, nor the third you're not interested.
All somewhere to run, as the mare spurred
on the stretched nerves on tonyusenkoy scaffold.

Nothing prevents Now be a good son,
faithful husband, a man, even if it is difficult.
You have billions of choices. or -
just maybe, when there is no reason and assumptions.
That ended that dream Good morning,
you need to make the right choice.