Текст песни Витя - Считая минуты

And if you are my friend , here is my hand , brother
Again blood on their hands, and you're pretty
me today will be easier to die for you, brother
said that if the Ubu for you
then otvichayu
and if the throw
kill me
we are on an equal footing tracks
someone says roughly
I fell
but I can not climb

I soshol from a distance
I phos majeure
but one thing
I also got to his feet
He rose , scored about the UTB
and poshol to the top
our starishinam
hochut take me back to the top

where iti me
into some abyss?
Or into the depths of the soul
Well where do I
Nyo Tom
Speak !