группа Приправа - Пепел
текст песни

Where there is no food there are no cockroaches
Where there is no warmth there are no spiders
Where they do not drink, there are no broken glasses
Where they are not joking, there are no wits
We are all in life
Only on the price tag of their numbers
The one who will become cheaper
Or sign the ink of zeros
After praying, we will lie in the bed
What awaits us well, how do we know
We were told that happiness is in money
Well, we hold dust and ashes in our hands
Where the loot is, there is fear for losses
Where there is no thought about him
And we became like animals in pursuit
But we do not see them during the day with fire
Where there is oil for bullets
These gaps will fill in war
Somewhere someone, then again deceived
Gold was confused with black ash
We all stand in life
It will be determined, you will have to
You can at least hundreds of stories under tracing
Think with your head if it does not complicate