NEW DAY feat. palach - Капли
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Every new day you are extremely assembled
But you are met by a city as a blow under the ribs
Wall of high -rise buildings, rumble of carriageways
What we do in life - we run away from each other
You are from me at the start. I am from you for falsehood
We suffer from each other. what to do next
We break fate, beat the dishes, we talk a lot
Each new day is the third Rome
Your road to the New World, mine to the new bar
You are not a supermodel and I'm not a Rockstar
Your style Jimi Chu, mine is a drunk master
And I am in your Texas the most well -aimed gangster
I shoot right on the forehead. I wash hundreds of borders
I change millions of people on this scene
I don't recognize me. You have no place here
Flowers, applause, curtain
Rain drops roll around your neck
We have become large. We have become false
On the back in a taxi, please tell me
How to live
In this city, in this cold
We are so young, you are on the wire
I'm on the leash on the occasion
I am stuck in hell
Rain drops roll around your neck
We have become large. We have become false
On the back in a taxi, please tell me
How to live
In this city, in this cold
We are so young, you are on the wire
I'm on the leash on the occasion
I am stuck in hell
What do you know about a dream, about will? The battlefield
Between us lay. And there is no peace
You wash messages, delete in any way
You can't do without lines on the album
Together, but each in itself in his Germany
We suffer from nightmares and misunderstandings
Sleeping nearby, but cold from your back
As if from fragments of the Berlin wall
We never found out who we are actually
Remember our feelings, how they burned with a bonfire
Warmly warmed, but sparks in our bed
Turned the world on the last day of Pompeii
I believe in Carpe Diem. I believe in Memento Mori
I can't catch a wave in your troubled sea
You are like Moscow and on your circles of the Moscow Ring Road
I run through day after day all the circles of hell
Rain drops roll around your neck
We have become large. We have become false
On the back in a taxi, please tell me
How to live
In this city, in this cold
We are so young, you are on the wire
I'm on the leash on the occasion
I am stuck in hell
Rain drops roll around your neck
We have become large. We have become false
On the back in a taxi, please tell me
How to live
In this city, in this cold
We are so young, you are on the wire
I'm on the leash on the occasion
I am stuck in hell
And we just have to believe
When we are locked in the darkness and do not knock out the doors
They cannot be found yet outside and inside nicotine
And on the windows advertise views from ice floes
In the NOM Theater of Lyceums is tired
He did not read the contract, now he took it on the sight of the charter
How many more your mouth is also lied
Tell them on the shore. There is one point here, we need a white mustang
Drove furniture and changed shoes
But as a result, they spent the years
I'm ready for a fight. Not the most pontoon turbine engine
And in the windows the sleeping city calls somewhere again
All! The whole past is erased for a long time in a large bonfire
But as if the Phoenix will rise from the dark dreams of yours, putting everything on the stop
I am a Protestant any standards from your worlds
Always where spring we freeze under a whirlwind of snow
They roll ... roll ... roll ...
They roll ... roll ... roll ...
They roll ... roll ... roll ...
They roll ... roll ... roll ...
They roll ... roll ... roll ...
They roll ... roll ... roll ...
They roll ... roll ... roll ...
Rain drops roll around your neck
We have become large. We have become false
On the back in a taxi, please tell me
How to live
In this city, in this cold
We are so young, you are on the wire
I'm on the leash on the occasion
I am stuck in hell
Rain drops roll around your neck
We have become large. We have become false
On the back in a taxi, please tell me
How to live
In this city, in this cold
We are so young, you are on the wire
I'm on the leash on the occasion
I am stuck in hell