Текст песни Элефанк - Жёстче

Soon we will not count

We will not spit out

nor reconnaissance

Neither his pilot

In this number does not lead

no pin-code

This voice is this look

And so-and here

Do hard

And do not do so

to cool

Do hard

Making Takt.

Making Bit

Square and Square

Rusty drain

Cloudy View

Do hard

Calculate up to three

Everything is me killed

Soon it will not be up to us

Everyone who besides us

At the entrance as in the forest

tanned traces

in these debursions

hidden now

Someone in the past former me

And you and you and you

Do hard

And do not do so

to cool

Do hard

Making Takt.

Making Bit

Square and Square

Rusty drain

Cloudy View

Do hard

Count up to three - everything I killed