Баста - Одинокий самурай
текст песни

Remember, my name is Basta,
Many left, and I stayed like Fidel Castro,
My brotherhood is like Spanish basques,
To the enemies are merciless, to their fraternally,
By cold in Alaska, there is a reason for shakes,
Moscow - city, central district,
I turn urban soot into ink,
In your speakers, my rapper sounds,
It's time for the samurai to expose the blades,
See steel will be a continuation of the hand,
There are two shores near the river, but one water,
I washed the flow, spreading the shores,
Only the samurai is able to distinguish masks,
To experience passion, but not to be in the power of passion,
Not to be a slave to courage and not be ashamed of weaknesses,
At an hour of danger to trust spontaneity,
Only Samurai knows how to be eloquent, contradictory, silent,
Seeing Sakura, the flowering cries with happiness,
Die like a hero on the borders of the kingdom,
Only the samurai is able to believe in fairy tales,
Leave signs on the walls with oil paints,
Believe in symbols, by virtue of dark sorcerers,
Sincerely trust interpreters of dreams,
Only the samurai is able to meet the sun of the Likuya,
Remain an artist even Fichtuya,
I am longing around the house to write poetry
Forgive the enemies of sins,
At the four elements to ask for strength before the fight,
Only the samurai believes in the truth to the end
Take their lives, give or take away,
God is God, to solve Him.

Chorus:
One God, one faith, one blood,
One day, one life, one love,
One breath, one syllable, one essence,
The lonely samurai continues the way ...

One God, one faith, one blood,
One day, one life, one love,
One breath, one syllable, one essence,
The lonely samurai continues the way ...

And suddenly my path suddenly became sheer,
I’m climbing upstairs, it’s even more interesting
To climb, not to break, I dig into the breed frozen, bloodied fingers
Let the rocks slopped down, and I am upstairs,
Do not look back, I don't feel cold anymore
The closer to the top, the more merciless the wind,
I want to understand who I am?
There are three of us: I, God, these cliffs,
I hear a murmur of an extinct volcano,
Below left the flock, he climbed the mountain,
God, please do not put a sample on my alloy,
Sweat with blood on cracked lips,
I whisper one prayer, different gods,
In half, desperately with obscenities,
Your mother, I don't want to fall
The eyes do not cry the order, hold your hands,
Calmly, calmly, breathe
A little more, still very little,
Please hold on, I beg, for God's sake,
For the sake of everything a saint, she is the top,
Come on, come on, so, well done,
The sun was drowning between lonely rocks,
Everything ... I'm tired
The soul wanted to fly, the mind whispered holding on,
I pushed away from the wall and down
Come back! Late, what a clean air,
I feel the tears turned into phosphorus,
Here it is freedom, here it is life,
Here it is true, here it is sincerity,
I, God, and these damn cliffs,
Not there I was looking for a paradise of samurai ...

Chorus:
One God, one faith, one blood,
One day, one life, one love,
One breath, one syllable, one essence,
The lonely samurai continues the way ...

One God, one faith, one blood,
One day, one life, one love,
One breath, one syllable, one essence,
The lonely samurai continues the way ...