Текст песни V12 CLUB - Иди тихо среди шума и суеты..

Rubbing the gums to freeze to the cheekbones
I sit in the studio chair as the chair
Fifth day and do not sleep in this is a plus
I'm in a hurry to finish the last blues
In the boom, from the white roads in the city of Lenin
I'll be there at nine, gray, meet me
Therapy in the dungeons of the tenth department
Salute propane generation and Patrick Herman
Looking for reasons inside, in the very depths
Truth breaks from chapped lips
28 White Nights of trying to feel out loud
I wonder how Gough on the left bank?
Underwater currents erode the soil
Heart torn out blows to the chest
Taking novelty as Sonya to sleep
And to return to the cold spring, extract the essence
Go to the meeting itself, both on the Day of Judgment
Losing my mind for a few seconds
Bob, come to bear this nonsense
Look, you need to take a chance, and later only a gun against his temple
Hundreds of offenses as compulsive itch
Look, this is crazy forms a vicious circle
You know, my friend, you are not so steep
As you dictate the pride of those who from you what is waiting
Open notebook opens
So it could not somnknut eyes until morning
Pain scratched wall chambers
Brother, hare divide themselves in half
Remember, there is no trust in the talent Pontus
Death dripping pits sparing no shovels
How much do you need still snatch what shit?
This is not a game, the final one - the cemetery, hospital, prison
2003 still alive Diman
Before the eyes of Colombian The past winter
28 days, and I step into this new world
This new world

Go quietly amidst the hustle and bustle
Past the houses on the bridge
Do not plant, 'brother, chill