Текст песни Жэка кто там - Улицы ночного города

You are constantly looking for the truth somewhere
Duck walk the streets of the night ghetto.
Lost a day or two
Mom will not understand what is happening to her son, yes
Hiding your eyes with a hood or stepping back
I came home with a look like it's not me.
Fell into bed and darkness
No one will understand why we sleep without sleep.
Why do we need all the time.
Here is the whole life of the people of the dark streets of the Urals
Why does not protect us min health
And why do not prohibit Jiviash
Why do the Chinese import it here calmly
By changing one element of the sediment reagent.
Why people of those kinds are caught "hand in hand"
When bitches hide on envelopes
And the point is not in us, but in the system
Showing that we are safe with this gimmick.
And those who came out of the clutches of this game
Or stayed in her dedicate poetry to them
Now in the middle we, even though days usually go by now
And no longer lead us astray.
Tired of this routine and fuss
Someone cuts down, someone writes poetry.