AL PACHINO - НОВЫЙ ДЕНЬ...
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Do not look in my words that more
Do not look for my unusual phrase
Do not look for a catch, a cool turn
Do not look for sheets from my notebook

New day, carries new notes
Overflowed with poems, all my notebooks
Fingers themselves write, the soul sings itself
With a microphone in my hand, I feel a flight
Few people will understand, no one will figure it out
Why am I writing, tearing the binding
Words like air, sighing more and more
But there is so little it, I miss him
Walking around the district, along gray buildings and walls
Despite everything, I smile at everyone
Mimic people, in the eyes of fear and pain
They are as if in the film each their own role
Perhaps I am in the role of a musician
I never considered it talent
Perhaps this is a chance that fate gave
Or maybe God's gift, thanks then

Do not look in my words that more
Do not look for my unusual phrase
Do not look for a catch, a cool turn
Do not look for sheets from my notebook

Why do you need that?! Often I hear around
You finally understand this is a vicious circle
Among the false friends and corrupt bitch
Really only music, your best friend?
Let them say that there is no prospect
But I do not find, another alternative
I don't need reasons and extra motives
I continue to look through the negatives
It's good not at all where we are not
And where we have not yet been,
But we will definitely never forget
Our past, wake ourselves in the night
The sun breaks rays, through the clouds
They always look down on us
Dreams took off, on a steep turn
But their campaign is no longer, how, it seems, they were

Do not look in my words that more
Do not look for my unusual phrase
Do not look for a catch, a cool turn
Do not look for sheets from my notebook