MCWertX - Жребий Брошен - Round 1, InDaBattleIII
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Мы словно на Титанике, ищем тайны, неразгаданные никогда никем,
Нас по программе обмана за мани заманивают деньгами, ведь...
Вы не видали, как маникенами становились тысячи людей,
Потому не понятно, сколько осталось из их числа теперь.
Даже впреть в наше время не каждый потери
Считает, думая только о том, сколько потом заживо сгорели
Бросая в пожар жребий, силы на кон ставив.
Их тени замирали навсегда, как в херасиме Нагосаки.
Канат свисает, и тут выбирать осталось людям.
Натягивать по ветру паруса или спасаться в шлюбках.
В погоне за победами всякими путями с берега на берег,
Переплывая ступени, будто бы Адисей, чтобы там бросить жребий.
У разбитого корыта забытыми навека будете, как история.
Кто-то потом добьётся везения, потонув под водами споров, и я
Не советую быть на их месте. Всегда выход есть, и
Бросая жребий в неизвестность находишь одиночество бедствий.
We are like a titanium, we are looking for secrets, unsolved by anyone,
We are lured by money under the deception program for mani, because ...
You did not see how thousands of people became manikenes,
Therefore, it is not clear how many of them are left now.
Not even hears in our time not every loss
Thinks, thinking only about how much later they burned alive
Throwing lots into the fire, putting strength on the end.
Their shadows froze forever, as in Hrasima Nagosaki.
The rope hangs, and here it remains to choose people.
Pull the sail in the wind or escape in whores.
In pursuit of victories with all sorts of ways from the shore to the shore,
Carrying over the steps, like Adysisey, to throw lots there.
The broken trough has forgotten forever as a story.
Someone will then achieve luck, drowning under the waters of disputes, and I
I do not advise you to be in their place. There is always a way out, and
Throwing lots in the unknown find the loneliness of the disasters.
We are lured by money under the deception program for mani, because ...
You did not see how thousands of people became manikenes,
Therefore, it is not clear how many of them are left now.
Not even hears in our time not every loss
Thinks, thinking only about how much later they burned alive
Throwing lots into the fire, putting strength on the end.
Their shadows froze forever, as in Hrasima Nagosaki.
The rope hangs, and here it remains to choose people.
Pull the sail in the wind or escape in whores.
In pursuit of victories with all sorts of ways from the shore to the shore,
Carrying over the steps, like Adysisey, to throw lots there.
The broken trough has forgotten forever as a story.
Someone will then achieve luck, drowning under the waters of disputes, and I
I do not advise you to be in their place. There is always a way out, and
Throwing lots in the unknown find the loneliness of the disasters.
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