Текст песни Легенды Про...CENTR - Место

smoke :
Nobody wants to live in a garbage ... Yeah .
Nobody wants to live on a dime ... Yeah .
Nobody wants to be dust on the shelf ,
When the time comes for cleaning ... Yeah .

And therefore, all eager to touch
The sky, but the truth of the world dreams of fighting ,
Saucer on tile, and as a trophy
Under " sots.status " write "products" ...

What! Why do not we hear
Songs of birds on our roofs ?
What do we breathe ? What we eat ?
Dirt, dust and smoke ...

Chorus ( Smoke )
Where is the place that edge where people were people?
My chapped paradise profit or myth?
Though in what direction , God, show me ...
Would look at him, still alive ...

Byba :
It's time we find something of acid rain ,
It's time to climb on the clouds with these old skyscrapers .
We are so used to drink from the poisoned well,
But our place where the sun turns to ashes

Where there is no power, and there is only the laws of nature ,
There's no light goes out when the rats gnawed wire
And you as an eraser that erases the boundaries himself ,
There all bad burns , but never smokes

Where there is no storm at sea , and the wind dries the wound ,
And the fact that it is difficult to realize , may seem strange ...
Across the seas and countries , through the mountains of deception
Go where the light of the thick fog ,

Where our dreams can gain freedom
Where am I , with folded hands , I can drink water from a puddle ,
Where only freedom behind and there is no word " regime."
And I hope to be there when I'm alive ...

Chorus ( Smoke )
Where is the place that edge where people were people?
My chapped paradise profit or myth?
Though in what direction , God, show me ...
Would look at him, still alive ...

Slim:
The third dimension , take me ...
We will not change the world , because he was mad ...
Consciousness does not suffer ant man
Man is not able to realize the universe ...

Therefore, we further varimsya in this cauldron
At the beginning of the new century rhyming hinge .
Leaves in the wind rips , tears from the bar " hairdryer "
We generals these sand pits ...

This large arena you made ​​a beast.
Paws topchat ground , picking units.
Seeing Eye I winked Banner,
Then there was an eclipse , though glasses fogged ,

Then prices soared and blizzard stranded ...
Head in tele suggests that we are not facing those
Personally, I'm in my topic deeply with myself ,
There are a couple of people - they are also with me .

I also calm , I know self-control ,
On its territory know who is who .
Like ships in the sea, but the course is not been explored ,
And we're stuck here , between heaven and earth ...

Ptah :
I know for sure, I dreamed of the places
Where people have forgotten fear, pain , hurt , tear ...
No, of course there are tears , but tears of joy only
And I do not understand how there can be prickly to touch a word .

You know , there is not quite nostalgia,
There all quiet older, staying young ,
There do not lose friends and not go love ,
There's no war , there does not shed blood,

There bluer skies and the trees are higher
And if you ask for something , you just hear it ,
You always help realize the dream ,
There is not need for his soul to pay ...

Chorus ( Smoke )
Where is the place that edge where people were people?
My chapped paradise profit or myth?
Though in what direction , God, show me ...
Would look at him, still alive ...

Where is the place that edge where people were people?
My chapped paradise profit or myth?
Though in what direction , God, show me ...
Would look at him, still alive ...

Where is the place that edge where people were people? ...
Would look at him, still alive ...