Текст песни 2 - Там Моя Земля

and everything is so rash everywhere dirty business
everywhere clank squeals and a world of dummies in mini
and I avidly read books to collect a bomb for you
si four not Gastello on a paper boeing
died in the apartment without funds for recording
pokaval himself in the sheets, they are larger than the heart
they are bigger than the bitches that others have used
they don't need chic, ink won't flow
remember
remember your favorite body
and the depth of the bends of those all flew crazy
remembered
remembered my beloved soul
she lulls my space with rhymes and stuffed my ears
my tongue did not dye gloss on the membranes
carried the whole world in a purse in it my notebooks
slow waltz along the notes and there is my land
I hid my childhood there, I buried my memory in it

brother bring your palms to the sky just so in touch
but don't try to lynch that pain in your wrists
I spilled my soul here hey don't trip buddy
you are needed anyway hey you are needed anyway
and we gave paints, but all birds were hanging
but all people disappeared our world is like Chaplin
he is alive in two tones there forever credits
don't let the cattle crayon

I carried the light in my palms then gave on the roof
I was always sick and you heard about everything
I stuck in a classmate, she gave a little body
August stamp in verses and from there lead
I would take the whole world to pull the threads
what dreamed of in childhood has long been forgotten
washed down with smoked and why should we lose it
say redneck and I lost myself there with ardor
my one page diaries are useless
I'm in the mood and not the muse writes lyrics here
and if the whole world ended in itself
and the first lights would have cut down childhood
and my whole myth tormented insignificantly stuffed songs
I saw everything that is here I am responsible for everything
they blinded vygerizm let mom in the tracks
had your rap where the chains your hype was on your knees