Текст песни Солома - Путь

Way

And I got sick of this fog
The rain made its way from behind the clouds
I'm sitting on a bench by the house
And hands illuminate light rays

There is a mess in my head, a drama hike
I often sit alone and do not understand anything
People are like a schmuck around, but this lady
Loves me dibila burp

And the fire does not go out for three years
Quarrels, mat, delicate plaid
And I get mad at these pens
Outside the city of Moscow

The lights burn dimly and here it is dull
Like a dirty pool of sorrow
I don't remember all the numbers of the SEAD
Like the names of their brothers

Cross yourself because you don't know_
How much time is left for you
And you are angry, hiss and growl
Like that dog, you hold your faithful grin

The breed is courtyard, but forget the mongrels
And keep on the right path
Even where no one is waiting for you
God will give everyone a coup
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Chorus
Believe in yourself and just understand
There is no path that couldn't be traversed

People lie a lot
They bend sticks
They stick in the wheels
And somewhere a rod
Everything will be buzzing
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Garden, school, beloved
University, car, long road
Home, in sneakers, the weather is wet
Home and be the same beloved

Family soon and she will be cool
Our red hearts card
And it doesn't matter son or daughter
I will raise the card, I will hint what to throw

I believe in myself, I believe in my words
I have a little thing in my head
And who will stay with me until the end
So I will drink a glass of wine

I was raised by people from the yard
And daddy's stern hand
And who would I be now without my father
God doesn't know for sure

And I will run far away
How do I get a lot
And the left types won't find me
Or maybe even you

Erasing unnecessary people
Without getting into the memory of your dreams
Dipping my head today
We understand the whole essence of our life

Chorus