Текст песни ЧайныйTown - Небо зовет

Verse 1:
All of these ballads, one author
Spell mantras, bible, santa
Man lives composes himself
Choosing your own way to heaven
I do crook or Deputy someone, bloodhound
I choose your path or driven into the cell
Associated with God or mosque
Street gives me strength, a lot of
The windows can see the house of the blocks
The fate of people or outrage cops
Weeping mothers or drunken bastards
Antics, damn geeks
I do not pleasing to the world
I want to see another
Man lives composes himself
He chooses his way to heaven

Verse 2:
All of these ballads, one author
Ancient Vedas, the Koran and the covenants
All people have written
Why do not you write for yourself you yourself
From the window I see a lot of: dirt, lust
Ligature, crashing, not all die-fuck
The man himself or the enemy
Himself happy to lie about the gates to paradise
Squandered May squander year
All empty, life is not torn beads
Just everything in the garbage, just everything in the trash
I do not pleasing to the world
I want to see another
Man lives composes himself
He chooses his way to heaven