Текст песни Plastika - Провокатор

Solitude path, it is not the way, and deadlock
Storm Everest, or to hide a cache
Discrepancies - zero, parallel agreed
These are different days, but their fates are intertwined
Yes, their roots have grown together and dried up trunks
Well, friendship, love, a bunch of ash
Provocateur is gone, it falls to the bottom
He betrayed, he sold it - catcher of our dreams.

Provocateur - you knew that we needed a volley of weapons!
Classes, strata!

Provocateur, not sleep all night
The hour of reckoning has arrived.

If your gun is carried by the frame
Be sure to shoot. You think not?
Be sure to shoot. I think yes!
After all, only then we destroy the city!
You are a caring servant of you a happy servant
Galleons my not your shores
If a white sail, and it is happy
And if the black - will die at the foot of the walls!

Provocateur - you knew that we needed a volley of weapons!
Classes, strata!

Provocateur, not sleep all night
The hour of reckoning has arrived.
All awards for being passed
His brothers betrayed, sold.

New day. Another shot.
We are burned at the stake
You change his skin like a snake
A convert to the sky view
For you - a masquerade
Provocateur in the hearts gaped holes.