Текст песни MAMINO - Северо-Восток

Scotch glued distances between places
sending friends a postcard with greetings flame
in my district to the far north-eastern heritage
weary marching people with long-forgotten chtzovskim banner
working area passing trace natopchen
related in general to the signets face frowning night
and indeed who you are what you want
I'm just doing my Mouzon hearing the beat imprisoned

road beckons me into the distance on a long journey beckons
above the stars beckons speed gives me the freedom
but there after snowstorm swept all signs know
devils from all the cracks who turn to me will tell

Fly my angel far away from here so
smog smoke monotony of everyday life wind south
where the birds after they fly clean air
I'll stay here can be useful
someone into a coma help someone joy in sorrow yet
envious fate rests on my shoulders so
in concrete walls metropolis founded defect
Dream throws in the box marked with the marriage

you see how the days pass
night lights lit on the sky
outside the window blizzard napoet
Sleep in a fairy tale come home I know

I do not know how to be the options are not involved
It is committed to a gray mass measure fences and areas mile mile distance
il as there is in the life of the novel
but believe it has not gone out of our days
behind the backs of the important behind the backs of the brave path
preserved the scars from the people selling
the sight of the sons bury the tears of mothers
and that there is more on the script really is not so important

road beckons me into the distance on a long journey beckons
above the stars beckons speed gives me the freedom
but there after snowstorm swept all signs know
parted creature I pass the path because the brave

Northeast my house my house northeast
Northeast my house my house northeast

but for now that smolder everyday life with boys
keeping all the points in the memory
each come at low
You lost your way in the dark labyrinth passers-face
each coveted safe just lost cipher
outside the city outskirts pose big secrets here
sidelong glances surrounded by history here
when it ran our young shadows of the past
a child fell asleep and woke up an adult