Текст песни Mr Tramp - В стране контрастов

This time will fly away through sleep
Through hardships to the stars, I'm sad about that.
That I'm lonely here, fuck it all
Either YOU break through, or plankton.

The sky is so blue here
Everyone says everything will be different.
Okay. We are seen in different worlds,
Or someone lives in purple glasses.
How can you talk about a bright future,
We divide each other by skin color and this is true.
And there are a lot of tracks, someone is white powder,
Who is the blue bytylka. and that's good.
Childhood has passed, and now it is a crossroads,
Paths lead to the bottom, some to the stars.
The main thing is to roll it when the opportunity is more convenient,
Perhaps the path will be white, and not blacker than a cloud.
the main thing is that the red pounding in the chest,
Not to green wealth, but to that which radiated,
Golden rays, over the head of the sun,
And there you look, happiness will touch you.