Текст песни Чива Feat Midi Black - В Порох

Run away from myself I do not see the point,
It has long been my calendar changes the numbers
At first noticing the strange,
This world was somehow versatile,
On the screen all the bitching, somewhere in NATO
 Everything is decided to pull one seizure,
These tracks with obscenities, the problems with his brother,
All this is due to a strong rope,
And fuck tycoons, then somewhere tomorrow
Children will die without waiting for breakfast,
But their asses bask on the beaches,
After the rustle of banknotes under them any lies,
And no one can say what really rubs,
What's in the five-storey bombers with the experience,
And the easier it is to avert their eyes,
While quietly but it planned storm
And the easier it is to avert their eyes,
All is calm, but the storm is planned.