Текст песни KHAZZZICK - Жизнь

There is another half bottle of vodka on the table
Four hundred square meters change, three stacks. My cottage
Throw a stack of photographs into the furnace
And the fish bone will get stuck in my throat
I will talk incessantly while there is a connection
In the yard: darkness, gloom, decay, dirt
And I don't give a damn about my health
After all, in this world I am the first estate
But there is no one to pray to and for the sections of the cripples
On a good journey - to become a man, along the rivers to pharmacies
To all friends and their colleagues, be covered by the 21st century
In the northern regions, everyone was covered with white snow
You thought your son would be a successful person
And he became a woodcutter who, in the hope of going through the libraries
Looking for someone else's stash - here's a problem for you,
Throw them in a pack of them you build a wheelbarrow

Life is full of shit, full of good, full and evil
My Lapor, yes, I live in it, but I see the distance
Life is full of shit, full of good, full and evil
Life is full of you, full of me, full of us