Текст песни Цыгане и Стас - Район

• I grew up in the area,
who raised me
I ran here when I was still small

I grew up in the area
and I still live here
those who know, they will understand me
• and when there was some muddy muddle
I knew guys would always come to my aid

I have always been confident in our friendship
because the concept of a brother is not alien to me
• and do not let a beautiful view spread around the houses
and the area on the outskirts of the city stands
and even if we don't have an ocean or mountains nearby
I will always love my cozy yard (x2)
• my region
so familiar since childhood
and I don't need another
my neighborhood is so familiar since childhood
we will omit the stranger
• entrances keep secrets of old times
famous names on the walls
in the evenings its own, cozy atmosphere
everyone is calm, no extra nerves
• and how the sun sets on the roofs of houses
we have a couple of cool words
to this rhythm that pumped you
who played in your ears as if from childhood

for some, these gray streets mean nothing
someone is robbing a bank and pulling luck right now
someone blew up the oblique behind the electronic booth
someone at the terminal is waiting for a minibus

some are not firing, some are smiling
someone sings songs, someone somewhere fumbles
someone in a wheelbarrow, someone in business
someone is mired in debt and in crisis

someone pisses grandmothers, someone bought a hat
someone carries an armful of roses to the girl
someone wants to grab, someone caught an olive
oh, okay, that's what I pushed in