Иван-Кайф - Коммерческий риск
текст песни

Gold in my sand,
City on my river,
Shadows on my glass,
Sliding down;
Rust in my soul,
A machine gun in my hand -
All this is just a risk,
Commercial risk.
I am not a traitor, not a hero -
Ordinary weaknesses openwork thread.
I am different, more often - bad,
But sometimes something rings in me ...
At that very moment when all the angels are here,
And under the foot icy cornice,
Someone smart comes to me
In his steel eyes
I only represent a commercial risk.

Gold in my sand,
City on my river,
Shadows on my glass,
Sliding down;
Rust in my soul,
A machine gun in my hand -
All this is just a risk,
Commercial risk.

I'm not Rockefeller and not an idealist -
Everything in the world has its own price.
My wife told me that I am an egoist,
And that she is no longer my wife ...
The old mother cannot fall asleep at night,

Upon learning that the son is playing rock and roll ...
Everything is so clear: I am for my loved ones
To a certain extent, commercial risk.
Great way out - to lie down to the bottom,
And cut coupons from aging, bald, hollowing ladies;
A wonderful way out is not mine to say!
And proud falcon fall on the sofa ...
On the very day when grave darkness
It will absorb everything that was so ringing, so rang, so rang in me,
The boss will say: well, friends, he did not understand,
I did not understand that

Gold in his sand,
The city on his river,
Shadows on his glass,
Sliding down;
Rust in his soul,
A machine gun in his hand -
All this is just a risk
Commercial risk.
All this is just a risk
Commercial risk.
All this is no more than risk,
Commercial risk.
All this is no more than risk,
Commercial risk.
This song is also a risk,
Commercial risk.
All this is no more than risk,
Commercial risk.