Текст песни Svirid - Местный

I'm not interested in how to survive in Paris
I would like to know who's the bari is closer
Perhaps we are seriously losing weight from this
But without this, we certainly would not fly to the stars
Maybe the star in the sky will not run to where
And even if sometimes health cannot be returned
We have stirred up as before and will stir up
No missiles can shoot us down
We smoke quietly in the district
And if you die then die young
My rap about what I see and hear
We write how we breathe we mix how we hear
Not a lot of the player is quieter to hear others
And so I fly higher and higher again
Thank you to everyone next to you
And in the late afternoon the huts will start to smoke
And so every night to leave the house
And meet locals rather than those
Who did childhood fly with?
Someone needs to go to Greece, someone lava in their pocket
And someone is happy with the fact that they have a plan in their pocket
I am grateful to those with whom I spent my childhood
And I can just boldly call myself local
Russian means sober sometimes killed
But somehow I'm already fed up with all this
We do not live in the capital or even in the center
We don't muddle up badly here either and write texts
And if you are bored with music in your ears and you are already higher
Hear you already above sometimes everything enrages
And even the text but from the Russian turnip
I will not leave when