Текст песни Moskwa - Ведь нету рая на земле,да и люди не летают .

How much it is difficult to give up on people
Their only God will judge, I believe it
What's in the right direction I find love and friendship
Not just a word, as well as the need to
I want to understand what true loyalty
When humdrum grayness kills feelings
Sadly, so far I'm finding
But I will find, as long as God has forgiven me ...

I do not want to lose their last hope
I do not want to live like I lived before
I do not want to bend to those who are supposedly above
I just want only you to hear me
I want to continue to enter into the thoughts in poems
create stories from the night before dawn
myzyka and my line for me is like a dream
as if their own pours heart corral in unison
I often think of the beginning of its path
and how I wanted to find his calling
I wanted to understand people who wanted to get into their soul
and how many times all priorities rushil
always I wanted to understand what is friendship, truth and faith
and on the background of gray, it was always free wind
like a soar in the sky, flying like a bird
oblivious to the tears on the faces of exhausted ...
as time passed and suddenly realized that pretty adult
and what always believed silly dreams just
and all will long remain in my memory
and it is unlikely I will be able to you in all that repent

Now my soul lives because of a music
I hope will never be a burden to me
and here it is a vocation that is so often dreamed
and I will write until you run out of ink
and only now I realize a lot of friends do not happen
and with you in the leg and one road
not will go out of the way and in joy and in sorrow
if you have not found yet, it is sure to meet soon
parents, this is not just a word, holy for you
They are not evil, most fair
because they have always been close to you
Remember! parents - is sacred!
try not to betray their faith and hope in you
because you always can rasschitavat on their support
they are changing, and that you're not the first
Times are and see each other much rarer

and what I'm on, so I do not know
because there is no paradise on earth, and people do not fly
I want, I want to hover over the heads
that is to convey to you through his word
I realize that, but it's too late
I carried the Word through the months and years
And they will be in my memory THEORY
WITH WHOM TO LIFE and go make history ...