Текст песни Skilla Hype - Ярмарка тщеславия

Save emotions as a smartphone charge
Instead of boys, you want to stay at home more often
Enjoying nothing in thought about
Watch how to absorbs countdown
Music thought and text is my union like anntante
What to make cool i don't need whiskey or bilate
No need to rhymes or pole do not need buttles
No need to show the teeth on the Alligator
In the districts of longing, old swing entertains the wind
And we are ready to play games those not playing children
Remember each other such and time let us go a little
Someday I throw a pride to hell and get a little easier.

I remembered your jazz and Rock & Roll lips
In your eyes, I watched my movie
Plot lines no longer build
After all, I hear only the noises of your sea

Along houses of broken roads and persons
We will remain the same on Lovehehe or Melie
No matter how many unknown there is ahead
Whether you are at least a prostacle, whether you are at least a wild heretic.
Someday everyone is a naughty childhood in a holey pocket
Wiser make mistakes, quarrels, hardly year
When you cut the nerves layer with foam at the mouth
Then try to fall asleep on rewind and
The sky will wait for us, because the sky is employed today
After all, we are unlikely to leave, and certainly too together
Remember each other such and time let us go a little
Wrongly throw pride to hell and get a little easier.