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мы из поколения, повернутого на развлечениях,
за редким ислючением, лень и обесценивание всех догм,
модные шмотки, пустые головы, как и у всех манекенов,
скажи, не от этого ли качать ими так легко?
и пока мы ржали над идеей камео Влади на шоу бэнни хилла,
окружающие смотрели так, будто изъясняемся на суахили,
жестили, не отдавали отчета, будто бунт в бухгалтерии,
будто пиратская копия виндоус, прости Билл.
Я писал треки, верил в успех, а ты говорил,
вот будет вечеринка у Битума дома, шумная и развратная,
попробуй обойтись без просьб поднять руки в потолок,
в картонной коробке и без этого тесновато.
хорошие ребята строили в бутылках кораблики,
плохие делали дырки, используя принцип асматика и ингаллятора,
а память это кадры, которые успели отснять,
прежде чем пыль забилась под объектив фотоаппарата.
парк авиаторов, ты пинком валишь продуктовую тележку на бок,
позже, те же тележки, парковка перед супермаркетом,
всей кампанией, как по накатанной, ты тогда написал,
что будешь вспоминать это утро в старости и солгал!
потери заставляют взрослеть неожиданно, взрослеть вдруг,
и такими ничтожными кажутся все прошлые переживания,
тёлки прощались, понимая, что меня не исправить,(до свидания)
но впервые навсегда ушел друг.
припев:
не сосчитать сколько раз мы были убиты вместе,
чем угодно: химией, травой, алкоголем,
но сегодня мы здесь без тебя, и мы
убиты горем. х2
Большие знания-большие печали, Адам давится яблоком,
и наверное подсознательно мы откладывали этот момент, как могли,
тебя нет третьи сутки, телефон к уху, будто револьвер
в русской рулетке, мы садимся обзванивать морги.
просто звонили по номерам, по очереди, Я и оба Андрея,
растёт напряжение, длинные гудки, нервные смешки,
наигранная лёгкость бутафорской гантели, а потом
стул из под ног выбили, подтвердив худшие опасения.
здание на окраине, траур, черный гранит,
пройти, не поднимая глаз, не надевая бахил,
формальности, синий данхил, или честерфилд,
чтобы перебить запах формалина, а ночью снег выпал.
куплет дописан, стою перед микрофоном,
на щеках пуд соли, который выпили с тобой под текиллу,
и ты конченный эгоист раз поступил
так со всеми теми, кто тебя любил.
мутные дни, чистые стопки, весть
медленно расползающаяся по курилкам,
состояние будто пропустил удар, которому уступил бы
прямой в голову мухамеда али.
а мы ведь только отпраздновали твой день рождения, и ни один
не догадывался, какой силы достиг твой внутренний конфликт
ты сделал выбор, уйти от всех выборов,
и рядом не было никого, кто достал бы тебя из петли.
припев: а ты вспомни, сколько раз мы были убиты вместе,
чем угодно: химией, травой, алкоголем,
но сегодня мы здесь без тебя, и мы
убиты горем.
а ты вспомни, сколько раз мы были убиты вместе,
чем угодно: химией, травой, алкоголем,
но сегодня мы здесь без тебя, Сань,
и мы убиты горем.
We are from the generation turned on entertainment,
For rare output, laziness and depreciation of all dogmas,
fashion clothes, empty heads, like all mannequins,
Tell me, isn't it so easy to download from it?
And while we rusted over the idea of Kameo Vlady on the show Bannie Hill,
The surroundings looked as if we were exploring Swahili,
hesting, did not give the report, as if the rebellion in accounting,
As if a pirated copy of Windows, forgive Bill.
I wrote tracks, believed in success, and you said
That will be a party at the bitumen at home, noisy and depraved,
Try to do without requests to raise your hands in the ceiling,
In the cardboard box and without it is closed.
Good guys built in boat bottles,
Bad did holes using the principle of asmatics and the combustor,
And the memory is the frames that managed to open,
Before dust drove under the camera lens.
Aviator Park, you pink are a grocery trolley on the side,
Later, the same trolleys, parking in front of a supermarket,
All campaign, like on the rolled, you then wrote
What will you remember this morning in old age and lied!
Losses forced to grow unexpectedly, to grow suddenly,
And all past experiences seem to be insignificant,
The chicks said goodbye, understanding that I could not fix it, (bye)
But for the first time, he left each other.
chorus:
Do not count how many times we were killed together,
anything: chemistry, grass, alcohol,
But today we are here without you, and we
Killed grief. x2
Big knowledge-big sadness, Adam gives apple,
And probably subconsciously we postponed this moment, as they could
You are not third day, the phone to the ear, as if the revolver
In Russian roulette, we sang around the morgue.
just called numbers, in turn, I and both Andrew,
There is a voltage, long beeps, nervous enemas,
The largerness of the boutic dumbbells, and then
Chair from under the feet knocked out, confirming the worst fears.
Building on the outskirts, mourning, black granite,
go through without lifting the eye, not putting on the bohyl,
Formalities, blue Dunchil, or Chesterfield,
To kill the smell of formalin, and at night I fell.
The verse is completed, standing in front of the microphone,
On the cheeks of the salt, who drank with you under Tekilel,
And you have a committed egoist once acted
So with all those who loved you.
Muddy days, clean stacks, news
Slowly sprinkled by smoking,
Condemously missed the blow to which would give way
Direct to Muhamed Ali.
and we just celebrated your birthday, and none
did not guess what power did your inner conflict reached
You made a choice, get away from all elections,
And there was no one near anyone who would take you out of the loop.
Chorus: And you remember how many times we were killed together,
anything: chemistry, grass, alcohol,
But today we are here without you, and we
Killed grief.
And you remember how many times we were killed together,
anything: chemistry, grass, alcohol,
But today we are here without you, San,
And we are killed by grief.
For rare output, laziness and depreciation of all dogmas,
fashion clothes, empty heads, like all mannequins,
Tell me, isn't it so easy to download from it?
And while we rusted over the idea of Kameo Vlady on the show Bannie Hill,
The surroundings looked as if we were exploring Swahili,
hesting, did not give the report, as if the rebellion in accounting,
As if a pirated copy of Windows, forgive Bill.
I wrote tracks, believed in success, and you said
That will be a party at the bitumen at home, noisy and depraved,
Try to do without requests to raise your hands in the ceiling,
In the cardboard box and without it is closed.
Good guys built in boat bottles,
Bad did holes using the principle of asmatics and the combustor,
And the memory is the frames that managed to open,
Before dust drove under the camera lens.
Aviator Park, you pink are a grocery trolley on the side,
Later, the same trolleys, parking in front of a supermarket,
All campaign, like on the rolled, you then wrote
What will you remember this morning in old age and lied!
Losses forced to grow unexpectedly, to grow suddenly,
And all past experiences seem to be insignificant,
The chicks said goodbye, understanding that I could not fix it, (bye)
But for the first time, he left each other.
chorus:
Do not count how many times we were killed together,
anything: chemistry, grass, alcohol,
But today we are here without you, and we
Killed grief. x2
Big knowledge-big sadness, Adam gives apple,
And probably subconsciously we postponed this moment, as they could
You are not third day, the phone to the ear, as if the revolver
In Russian roulette, we sang around the morgue.
just called numbers, in turn, I and both Andrew,
There is a voltage, long beeps, nervous enemas,
The largerness of the boutic dumbbells, and then
Chair from under the feet knocked out, confirming the worst fears.
Building on the outskirts, mourning, black granite,
go through without lifting the eye, not putting on the bohyl,
Formalities, blue Dunchil, or Chesterfield,
To kill the smell of formalin, and at night I fell.
The verse is completed, standing in front of the microphone,
On the cheeks of the salt, who drank with you under Tekilel,
And you have a committed egoist once acted
So with all those who loved you.
Muddy days, clean stacks, news
Slowly sprinkled by smoking,
Condemously missed the blow to which would give way
Direct to Muhamed Ali.
and we just celebrated your birthday, and none
did not guess what power did your inner conflict reached
You made a choice, get away from all elections,
And there was no one near anyone who would take you out of the loop.
Chorus: And you remember how many times we were killed together,
anything: chemistry, grass, alcohol,
But today we are here without you, and we
Killed grief.
And you remember how many times we were killed together,
anything: chemistry, grass, alcohol,
But today we are here without you, San,
And we are killed by grief.
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