Текст песни БАЛЬЗА - Привыкшие к боли

Accustomed to pain
Accustomed to the pain in the chest pain,
The fallen spirits are trying to leave
From fear and pain torping bodies,
Someone went, and someone did not have time.

Accustomed to the pain in the chest pain,
The fallen spirits are trying to leave
From fear and pain torping bodies,
Someone went, and someone did not have time.
Awareness of breast value,
Dissolved disorders not find ways
From shame and shame of the shabby walls
Someone went, and someone did not have time.

Wonderful smell, rainbow on the road
Your wishes together locked up.
From bulky buildings and all sorts of creatures
From ridiculous bastings and other hope.
So the world looks like ridiculous ways,
You go forward, train behind -
He knocks on the eyes, veins and brains
Through the haze and fear leaves one.

Degradation of chest spheres,
Crying baby one on the way
Forgetting fear and going all of us,
The worshipers comprehend this world one.
One…
One on one with you ...
Vap-pa-Pai ...

Accustomed to the pain in the chest pain,
Spirit are trying to leave
From fear and pain torping bodies
Someone left ...