Текст песни Schokk - Судьба

I'm not Russian , and not German , who am I?
Fuck rap , I lived in Russia I grew up with songs Tsoi
You climb into battle at a computer sitting goof
You stand in front of me on my knees realized
Believe me soon everyone on merit
Hapnet strictly , I believe in God
What a stupid bazaar you forget your
Do you think Russia and went to Dicks scored
After all, most of us were small
And did not understand what you are growl as evil skunk
All life Skatin
That all changed quickly for it to run into us
The Fellowship of you fell heavily
Understand huckster I deserve what you have shoes in the snout
My home is where my father where the mother schaslivy
Close eblo all this you do not understand in force
I remember how it was
His friends left twelve years later
And I feel dosih on sertse stone
Does not pull back but could not forget
Memories like fragments of dreams
And deep down, tears flowing
With the fate of silly to argue it makes no sense to live past
And if you hear my accent , I believe it can be
After all, no wonder people say
The wolves live to be a wolf

Time does not heal wounds , the memory will not allow them to heal
And my children will know that I've lived there
I'm not going back, I will not be waiting ,
But remembering childhood every time a tear flows

I can see how my father all day like a tractor plowing
Although the bubble at the end of the month again, not enough
See the area where he lives where we hide Afghans
Where drunkards all day thumps dope with experience
Where debris and all the Nazis against our brothers
And not for the dick dog just dragged to jail
My best friend Bayan tenth year
At sixteen, sat on the needle and one could not remove
For Russian Germans , we now for the Germans Russian
For all the wrong useless
And I like to ass fuck me then what do you say
Not obosnuesh your bazaar asshole grabbed the mug
I'm here to see prices zhyvu twelve years old but not forgotten where
Came where he was born , and God willing , I will die
And guys who respect all understand me
While we zhyvёm in the veins blood flow to Russian

Time does not heal wounds , the memory will not allow them to heal
And my children will know that I've lived there
I'm not going back, I will not be waiting ,
But remembering childhood every time a tear flows

Somewhere where you have scattered fate for us no return

Somewhere where you have scattered fate for us no return