Текст песни ПроТоТип - Сегодня

Today, the ship crashed luck
I wept my captain.
It was not my question, and even more so
Your not keep the sails.
Those southerly winds that are called freedom
Those northern star to be seen.
And the heart of steel armor otoletsya
When you want to fly.

Etc. And it's no money
And sold souls
My heart said for a long time,
And when I learned it would be better
In my eyes, I read "still".

Today you sold last feelings
in dimensionless animals pocket
You heard once that it would be better
Do not know no love, no losses.
And scary if roof
You stand no parapet
It is naive to hope to hear God
You betrayed him and say something.
Etc.

And I do not want to lose their faith
Spit on the laws of the times
And to hell with the one who first take aim
I was in the back grow into a cartridge.
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