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At the intersections of poverty, meet eternity.
We see light in the windows, if there is warm,
Hope warms the soul, life takes his
The greatness of the ancestors gave us freedom,
We lose the roots, we are standing at the ruins of Babylon,
Children of one God, countrymen of other people,
Sins originate in the waterways of passions,
We drink wine, we smoke Ja,
Come in a dead end, Take Hands to Heaven,
Different roads of students of one mentor,
Talents are revealed as necessary,
They are strange dogs,
When one reveals the wings and fly the embodiment of the dream
Strive the road to the clouds, the lost will hardly find from sleep away,
In the veins, the blood will come death, love
On the blade sometimes leads the main battle in your life,
Some, around the city of sand,
You see the color of the dawn, I will send it in your dreams
Silent, today I expect this meeting,
At the intersections of poverty, meet eternity,
Wake up alleluia, still alive,
In my pocket there are Jamaican motives,
Purpose - cure, throat singing,
They were seven, turn on playback
Wake up, sing alleluia, the days are less and less
Cinema is terrible plot, then it will be more interesting,
But there are trifles, they are not forgotten,
If Palevo, until it is too late to drop
Do not look for the desired words, tell me what they wanted
Revelations, the prophecy of your soul about the body
Where birds sang, happiness echoes were left,
They shook the soul only because everything is different
On the plate, the sovereign executes his head blind
He is to blame in vices, but life is given to him alone
You can talk, tell me what is spent the day,
I can't get into my target 21
To whom the sinsel, whom the jacket, who is wide pants,
To whom the crosses, whom the freedom, to whom the fire of war,
To whom the verses, someone, for someone's anger
I'm so tired, but this is the easiest cross,
Tell me an angel, answer the demon
I see in the glands of evil diamonds
Give me the good news with cash on pockets,
And then I will think where to get marijuana,
Wake up, sing alleluia, still alive
In my pocket there are Jamaican motives,
Purpose - cure, throat singing,
They were seven, turn on playback
Wake up, sing alleluia, the days are less and less
But there are trifles, they are not forgotten,
If Palevo, until it is too late to drop
Do not break the system, disrupt its faster
Some hoped that life would come to the Epoch of Aquarius,
Do not lie, we all believe in a miracle,
Wish more than eat, warm each other,
Why write bills, I tell you - it's stupid
We are winds in the field, we rush to find our separation
Everything in the book is said, read the covenants,
Tell my brother: When will our summer come?
Pick fun of the roar, she is sincere
The garbage has a schedule for receiving / delivery, exactly the Pidor
Today they threw, today having fun
Time passes and no place for us to find the grace,
Earth is a round, do you reach the intersection,
Who is looking for, he wanders, not the time to build nests,
I see smoke, will I find an answer in it?
At the intersections of poverty only heats the moonlight,
At the intersections of poverty, meet eternity,
Wake up alleluia, still alive,
In my pocket there are Jamaican motives,
Purpose - cure, throat singing,
They were seven, turn on playback
Wake up, sing alleluia, the days are less and less
Cinema is terrible plot, then it will be more interesting,
But there are trifles, they are not forgotten,
If Palevo, until it is too late