Текст песни Відкрили Без Штопору - Південне Місто

The southern city - a city of tears
Next man like bis
Hochetsya want to go look for fate
It's time came time you draw down weapons

Dark mist zykryvaye stars in the sky
Deep ocean separates our fates
Not responsible for his fate
Hot blood hath palm
On the green ground red drops
Wind and smoke we oche travlyat
Cold blade becomes warmer
Fight for luck is more fun
Someone's hot blood, warm the cold blade

You want to close, and I had
Look around look for my sin
Error feeling it is time to get up from the throne
I know that you can find the most sensitive area

Dark mist zykryvaye moi ochi
Deep ocean zapovnyaэ summer nights
Not responsible for his fate
Hot blood hath palm
On the green ground red drops
Wind and smoke we oche travlyat
Cold blade becomes warmer
Fight for luck is more fun
Someone's hot blood, warm the cold blade

Tell me about quiet moi error
to understand that I could have
Show Man hand on moi shortcomings
that I could have killed the darkness