Текст песни шахматист - играй гитара

lately it's hard for me

get through
I am alone more often
everyone has their own world
where he can be alone from everyone to hide
you call me but silence in return
I want to run away from everything but I don’t know where
it is important to rise if you fall
don’t hope that someone will give way to a warm place
free cheese in a mousetrap must be strong

and be clever in everything pros if you need to beat in

eyebrow
don't let anyone say you're not

beautiful
let them knock on dick
I'm not looking for anyone's attention I'm on my own
one must have one's own dignity the rest

minor I will read until it goes

out of the mouth foam will certainly come true believe in

this is
stop me dick because I'm without brakes, ugh

you want to read your trends

tender

Chorus:

play the guitar so that the soul weeps
I don’t need glory
in the summer in the winter in the bars
let's get a glass drunk again
I’ll lay out my soul and you listen

2) say what you think think what you say

want to fly high lower another lower
good musicians will leave sooner or later

Misha Krug my ideals Vysotsky and Yura Shevchuk
give the people freedom at least a little bit
our power with quirks
I'm not inflated, but I shake your swing bras

and the skirts end from my voice I don't care

flow and punch lines
who the hell are you Tolya or Vasya the main person

stay
I'm the same as everyone but want to get better
be at the helm and not a fellow traveler
go higher otherwise they will set foot on you
any bill will buy garbage
my hands are not tied me not shut up bitches
I have been hip-hop all day my songs of my soul

drawings you want to re-read me look not

fart