Severyan feat. Иван Кравченко, Slat - Люди искусства
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Often doomed to reflection, alone
Or corrupted, a tool of incredible urine
Like fire, but people, in a pile, are dragging something
Abstractions of day and night, seasons, human feelings

Remember or prophesy
Music library, gallery and other sources (sources) of the thought of a certain
I got involved - I knew (knew) that I see the world differently (differently)
And here is a picture, an incentive, to convey something, and express yourself! (intelligence)
Mind lime and perish

So often thrown, not understood - out of reach
Not everything is so simple, awareness is just an approach
Such a shabby masterpiece still allows you to see (more, more)
Something new, maybe even amazing

But it flies by ... Time is afraid of the pyramids (fear-fear)
But time will make everything ruin
What will happen next? (more) Who will keep this story?
And what happens, (what) if the internet goes down?

Sometimes you feel helpless
When it’s simple, they take and turn off the water ... (simple)


People of art, see and do
People of art see differently
People of art, also in black and white
Artists also want freedom

People of art, see and do
People of art see differently
People of art, also black and white
Artists also want freedom


They open your eyes - they confuse
They fly in the clouds and they have one essence
Travelers involuntarily preach
They lead, they explore something

Contradictory to the eerily ... everyone leaves a trace
Who for one day - who for infinity of years
The person decides, sometimes the creator himself
Takes a shower of glory for him undesirable

But I don’t know, I wasn’t there, for someone bread
For someone to give manna to the unknown
And get in return, but I answer
It's a drug, it's a disease.


And life in front of Mike has already become familiar
And the brain is honed much stronger than steel
Mouths clogged - caps laid on bits
The air at that time is the same smoke

At the loss of that muse, you were tied in a knot
No pulse, and not off course
Continue to live on with your art
Though everyone spit, changing minuses to pluses

Not for box and not for sale
Your sound is not for thousands of paper
Legendary did not become them in one day
Everyone was laughing behind their backs, but they stood firm

On your own and now look
Selling creatures epilogues of pops, golden dogs
Just to take a sweeter piece
Stay and be real!


People of art, see and do
People of art see differently
People of art, also in black and white
Artists also want freedom

People of art, see and do
People of art see differently
People of art, also in black and white
Artists also want freedom


We are doomed to the disease that drives us
Dependent on the Beatle and their thoughts
And if we hang somewhere in a drunken stupor
In a restaurant or in a bar area

Kumarim when there is absolutely nothing to do
Like evening, like nowhere seen
And let him heal what you fucked up
My life is walking this path

And I'm not alone, for which I'm grateful
Respect to all those who are close to us
While my neighbor is playing the button accordion
Inserts me to the right sound

Music will cure my paranoia
I will not say that I am a man of art
Feel it all running in my blood
I run and I but to the goal as to the moon

I aim right at your heart
My channel plows 24 hours
I'm here and it's all for myself
I'm just thrilled to live under this brother


People of art, see and do
People of art see differently
People of art, also in black and white
Artists also want freedom

People of art, see and do
People of art see differently
People of art, also in black and white
Artists also want freedom