Батишта - Просто танцы
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You know:
without fire there is no smoke.
the schools are flying like a wedge
the wine cellar is not dry
type
we are here
stir up musical stuff
elite
Salam to all the Scryptonite brothers!

our hearts are open,
borders are washed away
thoughts fly to bits
my Tibetan Mastiffs.
the boys live like in the videos,
without filming clips,
keeping moving everything
everything that is visible

unnoticed without evidence
people on the move
in one click
click clack
as if there were no those who had already caught this “bug”.
how many are there in a row?
since it was like that
that he closed his eyes
the one who spoke the truth

Silence is your best friend here,
Here is a circle for you, around it is emptiness
let them fuck
from whom the scythe found the stone,
and my choice now is the white stripe

And to whom - the squeaking wheel
again from scratch
start the journey until the winning bell.
and the point is,
that Heaven
will be laid out
what and how
and do not collapse or reset -
bills are coming
always here

bills always come here
Count years pass like this.
experience teaches us not to cut from the shoulder,
but no matter what happens, it doesn’t matter
the guy accelerates to the end

here every hour "Well, wait a minute"
here every day "Well, sit down"
here every year "Everything is ahead"
there's no fucking way to go into the hole

there's a demon and an angel locked up here
seven out of ten
the flask whistles steadily at 35
Yes, it’s such a marathon here.
Mom don't worry!
I'm burning this movement
like Drug Control.
And you can’t cheat here,
The last hero died
what is Paris like?
I wish I could go back home!

But, by and large, it's just dancing.
Raise your hands in the air as if there is no gravity
Close your eyes and say:
"I won't let you give up!
I won't allow myself to give up!"

But, by and large, it's just dancing.
Raise your hands in the air as if there is no gravity
Close your eyes and say:
"I won't let you give up!
I won't allow myself to give up!"