Текст песни АК-47 - Разговоры

With one foot in the routine where the stars go out
Do not be late, otherwise it will be too late
Eat plenty of morality and advice,
Suicide and why am I in this world,
Like nipples pictures in the album sister, mother,
And who is against the background of the Son, I must tell you
Understand, I can no longer keep it in myself
After the conversation, the shadows dream
I believed my mother how I believed all years
And so grow up at the stage of twelve sixteen
The Age of Eighteen
Finally, it seemed that someone is an enemy, who is a friend
There is no girl - look for an ailment in yourself
Winter is coming and Lodoni is cracking
You are not the only one, everyone is cold and painful ....

And you take care of yourself, burning bridges,
Inhaling the bitter smoke of a Balkan star
Wake up from the neighbors drunk
No friends, no missed calls,
When will I, when will I become
Who really wanted to be in youth
And when will I break out of this wild world
Where every hour they change their idol
Unlucky in excitement, it just so happened
You express anger under a bottle of beer
Passion for women is a spiritual plus
You would have mastered the work if you hadn’t drunk so much
For the sake of swill, you empty the house
Silhouettes of Stalin, books of war
Stop, it's not the end to come
Stop, you got a cross on your chest