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мы из поколения, повернутого на развлечениях,
за редким ислючением, лень и обесценивание всех догм,
модные шмотки, пустые головы, как и у всех манекенов,
скажи, не от этого ли качать ими так легко?
и пока мы ржали над идеей камео Влади на шоу бэнни хилла,
окружающие смотрели так, будто изъясняемся на суахили,
жестили, не отдавали отчета, будто бунт в бухгалтерии,
будто пиратская копия виндоус, прости Билл.
Я писал треки, верил в успех, а ты говорил,
вот будет вечеринка у Битума дома, шумная и развратная,
попробуй обойтись без просьб поднять руки в потолок,
в картонной коробке и без этого тесновато.
хорошие ребята строили в бутылках кораблики,
плохие делали дырки, используя принцип асматика и ингаллятора,
а память это кадры, которые успели отснять,
прежде чем пыль забилась под объектив фотоаппарата.
парк авиаторов, ты пинком валишь продуктовую тележку на бок,
позже, те же тележки, парковка перед супермаркетом,
всей кампанией, как по накатанной, ты тогда написал,
что будешь вспоминать это утро в старости и солгал!
потери заставляют взрослеть неожиданно, взрослеть вдруг,
и такими ничтожными кажутся все прошлые переживания,
тёлки прощались, понимая, что меня не исправить,(до свидания)
но впервые навсегда ушел друг.
припев:
не сосчитать сколько раз мы были убиты вместе,
чем угодно: химией, травой, алкоголем,
но сегодня мы здесь без тебя, и мы
убиты горем. х2
Большие знания-большие печали, Адам давится яблоком,
и наверное подсознательно мы откладывали этот момент, как могли,
тебя нет третьи сутки, телефон к уху, будто револьвер
в русской рулетке, мы садимся обзванивать морги.
просто звонили по номерам, по очереди, Я и оба Андрея,
растёт напряжение, длинные гудки, нервные смешки,
наигранная лёгкость бутафорской гантели, а потом
стул из под ног выбили, подтвердив худшие опасения.
здание на окраине, траур, черный гранит,
пройти, не поднимая глаз, не надевая бахил,
формальности, синий данхил, или честерфилд,
чтобы перебить запах формалина, а ночью снег выпал.
куплет дописан, стою перед микрофоном,
на щеках пуд соли, который выпили с тобой под текиллу,
и ты конченный эгоист раз поступил
так со всеми теми, кто тебя любил.
мутные дни, чистые стопки, весть
медленно расползающаяся по курилкам,
состояние будто пропустил удар, которому уступил бы
прямой в голову мухамеда али.
а мы ведь только отпраздновали твой день рождения, и ни один
не догадывался, какой силы достиг твой внутренний конфликт
ты сделал выбор, уйти от всех выборов,
и рядом не было никого, кто достал бы тебя из петли.
припев: а ты вспомни, сколько раз мы были убиты вместе,
чем угодно: химией, травой, алкоголем,
но сегодня мы здесь без тебя, и мы
убиты горем.
а ты вспомни, сколько раз мы были убиты вместе,
чем угодно: химией, травой, алкоголем,
но сегодня мы здесь без тебя, Сань,
и мы убиты горем.
we have from generation rotated on entertainment,
rare excluding Republic, laziness and depreciation of all dogmas,
trendy clothes, empty heads, like all the mannequins,
say, not of this there is so easy to download them?
and while we were laughing at the idea of a cameo on the show Vladi Benny Hill
looked around as if to communicate in Swahili,
gesture, did not give a report, if a riot in the accounting department,
if a pirated copy vindous forgive Bill.
I wrote songs, he believed in success, and you said,
Here is a party at the home of bitumen, noisy and dissolute,
Try to do without requests to raise their hands to the ceiling,
in a cardboard box, and without it a bit crowded.
good guys were building ships in bottles,
bad deeds of the hole, using the principle of asmatika and ingallyatora,
and the memory is the staff, who managed to capture,
before the dust clogged under the camera lens.
Park aviators, you kick valish grocery cart on its side,
Later, the same truck, parking in front of the supermarket,
the entire campaign is on the thumb, then you wrote,
that will remember this morning in old age and lied!
loss forced to grow up suddenly, suddenly grow up,
and seem so insignificant all past experiences,
chicks goodbye, knowing that I can not fix it, (goodbye)
but the first one gone forever.
chorus:
not count how many times we have been killed together,
everything: chemistry, grass, alcohol,
but today we are without you here, and we
heartbroken. x2
Great-great knowledge of sadness, Adam gags apple,
and perhaps unconsciously we are postponing this moment as they could,
You do not have the third day, the phone to his ear as if a gun
in Russian roulette, we sit down to ring up morgues.
just call the number on the line, I and both Andrew
growing tension, a long beep, nervous laughter,
simulated ease fake dumbbells, and then
chair from under his feet knocked out, confirming the worst fears.
building on the outskirts of mourning, black granite,
pass, without looking up, without putting on shoe covers,
formalities blue Dunhill, or Chesterfield
to kill the smell of formalin, and at night the snow fell.
verse appended, standing in front of a microphone,
cheeks peck of salt, which you drank a tequila,
and you are done for selfish again entered
as with all those who loved you.
cloudy days, clean stack, news
slowly spreading through the smoking room
if the state missed the kick that would have conceded
straight to the head of Muhammad Ali.
But we have just celebrated your birthday, and none
no idea what kind of power has reached your internal conflict
you made the choice to get away from all the elections,
and next there was no one who would have got you out of the loop.
Chorus: And you remember how many times we have been killed together,
everything: chemistry, grass, alcohol,
but today we are without you here, and we
heartbroken.
And you remember how many times we have been killed together,
everything: chemistry, grass, alcohol,
but today we are here without you, Sanya,
and we are heartbroken.
rare excluding Republic, laziness and depreciation of all dogmas,
trendy clothes, empty heads, like all the mannequins,
say, not of this there is so easy to download them?
and while we were laughing at the idea of a cameo on the show Vladi Benny Hill
looked around as if to communicate in Swahili,
gesture, did not give a report, if a riot in the accounting department,
if a pirated copy vindous forgive Bill.
I wrote songs, he believed in success, and you said,
Here is a party at the home of bitumen, noisy and dissolute,
Try to do without requests to raise their hands to the ceiling,
in a cardboard box, and without it a bit crowded.
good guys were building ships in bottles,
bad deeds of the hole, using the principle of asmatika and ingallyatora,
and the memory is the staff, who managed to capture,
before the dust clogged under the camera lens.
Park aviators, you kick valish grocery cart on its side,
Later, the same truck, parking in front of the supermarket,
the entire campaign is on the thumb, then you wrote,
that will remember this morning in old age and lied!
loss forced to grow up suddenly, suddenly grow up,
and seem so insignificant all past experiences,
chicks goodbye, knowing that I can not fix it, (goodbye)
but the first one gone forever.
chorus:
not count how many times we have been killed together,
everything: chemistry, grass, alcohol,
but today we are without you here, and we
heartbroken. x2
Great-great knowledge of sadness, Adam gags apple,
and perhaps unconsciously we are postponing this moment as they could,
You do not have the third day, the phone to his ear as if a gun
in Russian roulette, we sit down to ring up morgues.
just call the number on the line, I and both Andrew
growing tension, a long beep, nervous laughter,
simulated ease fake dumbbells, and then
chair from under his feet knocked out, confirming the worst fears.
building on the outskirts of mourning, black granite,
pass, without looking up, without putting on shoe covers,
formalities blue Dunhill, or Chesterfield
to kill the smell of formalin, and at night the snow fell.
verse appended, standing in front of a microphone,
cheeks peck of salt, which you drank a tequila,
and you are done for selfish again entered
as with all those who loved you.
cloudy days, clean stack, news
slowly spreading through the smoking room
if the state missed the kick that would have conceded
straight to the head of Muhammad Ali.
But we have just celebrated your birthday, and none
no idea what kind of power has reached your internal conflict
you made the choice to get away from all the elections,
and next there was no one who would have got you out of the loop.
Chorus: And you remember how many times we have been killed together,
everything: chemistry, grass, alcohol,
but today we are without you here, and we
heartbroken.
And you remember how many times we have been killed together,
everything: chemistry, grass, alcohol,
but today we are here without you, Sanya,
and we are heartbroken.