Текст песни RasKar feat. Staisha - Кровь Города

On the streets of the veins flows the river of people
We are the city of blood
At the crossroads of different paths
There again spilled - blood of the city.
 
Someone on anything, and someone at anything, but someone left with nothing
How many of those who knew Che here for anything, but no one knows why
This gray walls mash people as children in network systems
But at the same time in the crown of the head, we still survive

All the above-mentioned rate is even higher than the furnace temperature
Melt the asphalt - the city heat, at any time of day
City boils - kilometer traffic jams clogged thrombi
And running, running, running, running, but why is all worth it. Hey!

CHORUS:
On the streets of the veins flows the river of people
We have the blood of the city!
At the crossroads of different paths
There again shed! the bloody city!
The blood that is thicker than water.

On the streets of the veins flows the river of people
We have the blood of the city!
At the crossroads of different paths
There again shed! the bloody city!
According veins flowed the blood of the street ..

Baked paint on the cover of my passport
Lighted garlands stop signals to transport Swirls
Blood! I tread on concrete cores neon phrases
As the vessels bursting on protein for Sore Eyes

How many peoples and races milled this great mixer
Moskvavilon each hour devouring thousands of new residents
Tramps and millionaires, gangsters, police
Migrant workers, natives flow through the arteries and veins

Who leukocyte of them, and who is a deadly virus
It seems that there swapped the plus and minus
Symptoms there is a terrible disease struck the body
But the city did not have to trek to treat her whole life in it
 
CHORUS:
On the streets of the veins flows the river of people
We have the blood of the city!
At the crossroads of different paths
There again spilled - blood of the city.
The blood that is thicker than water.
On the streets of the veins flows the river of people
We have the blood of the city!
At the crossroads of different paths
There again spilled - blood of the city!
The blood that is thicker than water.
Minutes fly year.
It seems it is always yes
No no no, I do not believe
What remains here is our destiny.

Look around - you see no return
Select the way choose to live closer to the sun.
No help - no! no one will help us fight.
Hard to imagine, it is difficult to others to confess.

All currently running somewhere
Afraid not have time back
Glitter gold, false pathos
The trap caught - no way out
Rocks teeth we - for no reason
Anger, hatred, pain - that's it
From the wounds of broken bullets
Fountain city blood

On the streets of the veins flows the river of people
We have blood!
At the crossroads of different paths
There again spilled - blood!
On the streets of the veins flows the river of people
We have the blood of the city!
At the crossroads of different paths
There again spilled - blood of the city.
The blood that is thicker than water.