Текст песни Шама - неизвестно

Prices in view of the world, but with the same spirit
time, you are my teacher, taught time to think
with each step closer to perfection
evenings burst into a chair eternity
poet mad, yes, lunatic poet
and it will not pass without a trace until all learn
but there will come to love rush grandee
power is not in the book, as in nature, the truth talent
I personally know for yourself who is who
who is my enemy, who is friend and who is not fond of shit
who will be at the same table with me hawala
mug and not a curve, but with a sincere gut
All fats and warm hand
who understands that the good is not with a point, but good
hundred bro checked another hundred pro bro
a I am sure I want to poschumat your bro
we are in the depths of the world kipim at dawn
fire under the canopies Kindle sky
ash blows the breath of the era
my continued where sincere line
Growing up in the soul of the city how to draw paint
I was a little gate to hide it from the cold
sail from hunger, to find the right direction
not to lose your head, be in the motif of gunpowder
value freedom, not gold, Che with them, the crows
sunset on the back, collected his thoughts backpack
who are looking for many years knows many
and my way, too, is not an easy road
in the heart of God meander legs
the clouds and all thoughts of a bygone era
glass in the palm of your hand into the horizon on a single breath
but this fire in my soul brighter than all of California