Текст песни 4atty aka Tilla - Помехи feat. Fame, Mono, Pava

Everything is changing very different time
 Now I do not know who is my neighbor
 Let 's not right it's my decision
 Not all the bullets fall one Mechain

 He graduated from university soon get a diploma
 But more greyus written a new Beatle
 How do I know what will happen next
 Residence permit in the passport does not address where my home is

 And I still look up at the sky , praying for his father
 He taught me to go to the end
 I remember dad was pleased springtime
 And life is up and down like a parabola throws

 How not to try to head still buzzing
 Mother cries sometimes for the pain in the chest
 Life clocked me on curlers
 Through the noise so quickly run days

 Chorus: Interference in the way we make stronger
 They are destined to go
 forth boldly
 To climb the mountain itself is not sorry

 Nine years , I have only to her
 Kostya , Mom , Pasha and the cold north
 We sat down for a long time leaving prints
 Minus forty not help Hats and gloves

 Airport and three hundred and twenty Airbus
 And then we fly to the other side of the globe
 Change of climate , and six hours difference
 Now I sit here in Kiev ass

 And I like it here , I watch Discovery
 And vryatli with all the guys we call disk herbs
 From the usual Nokia to Nokia with camera
 From the school desk and before the exam

 It took a time when Pasha slacker
 Now her hope, but not without money Pasha
 Machinery signals on watered tehe
 Back to work interference signals

 Chorus: Interference in the way we make stronger
 They are destined to go
 forth boldly
 To climb the mountain itself is not sorry

 Rain beats on the asphalt, we again missed our wedding ...
 On the horizon we saw the waves with her, wanted to watch Walt Disney's childhood

 And we have T-shirts wet as we could so those quarrels and snot
 Steel nepodchinenimy let fly away something we compose
 High to ever fall
 So deep to swim endlessly

 And we can leave everything on earth
 Remember as spam, we start pamit
 And there sandcastles ,
 from summer to winter through fall on the sled
 Therefore, I write about the library
 Through life on a path through interference

 As if I was not, and I have long disappeared
 Tried to count the tears but they are not considered
 My music is not hits like Mozart
 But on paper all my Emotions

 Will not open other people's keys locks
 I remain very often , disconnect calls
 All the way into space for a long time I closed
 But learned how to fly and give wings

 Chorus: Interference in the way we make stronger
 They are destined to go
 forth boldly
 To climb the mountain itself is not sorry