Припев:
At the starting of the week.
At summit talks you'll hear them speak.
It's only Monday.
Negotiations breaking down.
See those leaders start to frown.
It's sword and gun day.
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late
[Куплет 1]:
Пропал сон, мысли вон,
Для меня житуха - Вавилон.
Музыке поклон, рифмами, патронами,
Я буду заряжать извилины.
Если ты не веришь, как и я, от меня беги,
Я боли не гадал, как и где мне себя найти.
Просто надо было подниматься и идти,
Я видел звезды днем, они велели плыть.
И как бы не хотело время - Вечного вам не убить!
Улицы дарили грязь, кишили злом.
Мы будем убивать страх, будем двигать на пролом,
Как по мне, так мира сего нет -
И мы не в праве заблуждаться и придумывать ответ.
Как бы ты не хотел имея волю говорить,
Услышит тот тебя, что хочет слышать хочет победить.
Это же вечная война человека и бабла,
Меняем золото на то, что не купить нам никогда.
Припев:
At the starting of the week.
At summit talks you'll hear them speak.
It's only Monday.
Negotiations breaking down.
See those leaders start to frown.
It's sword and gun day.
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late
[Куплет 2]:
А мы гуляли по полям, погладит ветер эту суть,
Разнесёт по городам. Добра не жди, когда-нибудь увижу.
Светлый горизонт подарит мне всё то, о чем мечтали вы давно -
И миру мира не видать, но...
Мы так-то призваны спасать больные души и мораль,
Вот бы нам взять и полетать над этим миром высоко.
Наследие веков, не расплескать бы до конца,
Освободится от оков, но.
Не так-то просто поменять мутное видение людей,
Но надо пробовать опять, опять, опять, опять, опять.
Пароли, провода меня несли по городам,
Я с этой музой навсегда, но.
Улицы демоны, в погоне за временем
И верили или не верили, на воле или за стенами,
Те головы, что запрели не разбудят в себе первого.
Припев [x2]:
At the starting of the week.
At summit talks you'll hear them speak.
It's only Monday.
Negotiations breaking down.
See those leaders start to frown.
It's sword and gun day.
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Chorus:
At the starting of the week.
AT Summit Talks You'll Hear Them Speak.
IT'S Only Monday.
NEGOTIATIONS BREAKING DOWN.
See Those Leaders Start To Frown.
IT's Sword and Gun Day.
Tomorrow Never Comes Until It's Too Late
[Coupling 1]:
Dream disappeared, thoughts won,
For me, the jet - Babylon.
Music bow, rhymes, cartridges,
I will charge gyruses.
If you do not believe, like me, run from me,
I did not guess the pain, how and where to find myself.
Just needed to rise and go
I saw the stars in the afternoon, they told sailing.
And no matter how much time - the eternal you do not kill!
The streets were given dirt, chilled evil.
We will kill fear, we will move on break,
As for me, so there is no world -
And we are not in the right to be mistaken and invent the answer.
No matter how you wanted to have the will talk,
Hear the one that you want to hear wants to win.
This is the eternal war of man and dough,
We change gold to not buy us never.
Chorus:
At the starting of the week.
AT Summit Talks You'll Hear Them Speak.
IT'S Only Monday.
NEGOTIATIONS BREAKING DOWN.
See Those Leaders Start To Frown.
IT's Sword and Gun Day.
Tomorrow Never Comes Until It's Too Late
[Coupling 2]:
And we walked around the fields, the wind strokes this essence,
Will be separated by cities. Do not wait, I'll see someday.
The light horizon will give me everything that you have dreamed of a long time ago -
And the world of the world does not see, but ...
We are so designed to save sick soul and morality,
Here we would take and fly over this world high.
The legacy of the centuries, not to spill to the end,
Free from the shackles, but.
Not so easy to change the muddy vision of people
But you need to try again, again, again, again, again.
Passwords, wires carried me around the cities,
I am with this muse forever, but.
Streets demons in pursuit over time
And believed or did not believe, in the will or by the walls,
Those heads that they would not dismiss the first one.
Chorus [x2]:
At the starting of the week.
AT Summit Talks You'll Hear Them Speak.
IT'S Only Monday.
NEGOTIATIONS BREAKING DOWN.
See Those Leaders Start To Frown.
IT's Sword and Gun Day.
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