Текст песни Labirint - С Ветром В Голове

Deep in mud, and thoughts in heaven
With black soul so bright on the matter
Hands covered in blood, but in the eyes of the angels
Coward crowd, but for the truth and faith
They invented a universal gods
Yes teach all live as they settled
Devoted friends, then run to the bow
Universal gods they forgive

It is better to burn than to smolder
Better off without a penny, but with friends through the puddles
It is better to shout and sing
The silent and indifferently pass by grief
Better early death
The whole life to die and stop the conscience of faith
It is better to burn out quickly, but the fly
Let the wind in my head, but with your friends through the puddles

Oh we had built churches and thought had passed
They came to get warm, and then cold grave
A little confused right and wrong
Accidentally buried in the earth of those who were young
Brag about all his pure soul
Thrust back all clean up vomit
Purified water purity pure fire
Purified powder, but there was no sense

It is better to burn than to smolder
Without a king in his head, but with a light soul
It is better to love and sing
Without wings behind the back, but in a whirlpool with a head
It is better to fall in the fight than flee
Better blood in the urine than the order in the system
Better fuck break, but a little fly
Let the wind in my head, but with the birds in the sky

See behind the millions of shadows
These are the souls of all those to whom it is too late
In front of millions of horses tearing the reins
They are the ones who still have questions
You see a star in the sky sowed
Hence, there is a conscience and honor in your faith
So you fly, burn and do not burn ever
With the wind in my head and a bird in the sky
With the wind in my head and a bird in the sky
With the wind in my head and birds in the sky!