Текст песни Dee-MAC Prod. - R.I.P

last seconds, inhale everyday
In life, the son of the prodigal, throwing the jacket
Wild day, in the face of the wind passing
Emotions of Prut to the world, which inside
merges and feelings in one for two
The heart has become yours in the Nutro door to call
The meaning of these rhymes, embellish our days
from rendezvous to separation, separating the moment

Your face, I love me, I ask you to stay
our world, from now on forgotten, give me a hand
leave ... and not say goodbye, to forget in the masses raising degrees, go back in vain
Sat in these paints, in the sea caress in masks, forget
in lovely .... without obstacles
Allegoria, metaphors, whether we were closer
merged with one steel, armor of war