Текст песни T1One - От души

[Coupling 1]:
I dedicate it to everyone not perfect.
Everyone who lacks the stars
Swallowing urban poisoned air laughs.
If crochea hurts - inside the no matter.
For relatives and loved ones not for the Zlatto Heaven Molim.

There is no bazaar, your "bentley" is cooler than the "prior".
From the heart thanks for this dad of your major!
We grew up in ordinary families in these areas.
As the parents could protect the babies from the bad.

Then the world was kinder ... or is it nostalgia?
This is a memory like legs in the same cement or weight.
Dangers in freedom, confuse the coast.
You remember the wings that take off,
Sled talented Icar.

My life is a deck without trump cards.
Heat beloved will not replace any bl * dy.
Toy may be the one who is an internal giant.
And the one who plows from the night to the morning - will acquire any talent.

Chorus:
From the soul of our dads and mothers!
From the soul to our brothers and sisters!
"From the Soul" - every day in your life I write!
Just calm down and breathe - from the soul!

From the heart of all districts, quarters!
From the heart of all spiritual and godfall!
"From the Soul" - every day in your life I write!
Just calm down and breathe - from the soul!

[Coupling 2]:
But peace of mind only dreams will see the world.
That personal life and freedom crack.
Feel yourself by Nishchebrudes looking for buckwheat prices.
And not for the sake of money you can live only with crossed fingers.

We are all different, but let me fire.
In order for the lighthouse filled with gadjay again in the semitime shone.
And every day is a cheap Russian series.
The fact that happiness was close, but not everyone had time.

Forgotten for the last number of at least a flasher.
Better brazen and secured than obedient and poorer.
You are unlikely to explain to crying children,
That their dad is right and does not take in envelopes of money.

Here the climate is not the same and frowning clouds in your face.
Often there are lips to recourse.
To be born poorly die rich.
Do not forget your parents, sisters and brothers!

Chorus [x2]:
From the soul of our dads and mothers!
From the soul to our brothers and sisters!
"From the Soul" - every day in your life I write!
Just calm down and breathe - from the soul!

From the heart of all districts, quarters!
From the heart of all spiritual and godfall!
"From the Soul" - every day in your life I write!
Just calm down and breathe - from the soul!