Текст песни ЯрмаК - Живой

[Verse 1, Yarmak]:
We all come here to leave.
And more and more often not in old age, but at twenty-five.
One from the barbitura, the second guy from cancer.
Life is one unfair fight -

Where are you alone against eight billion.
We pawned serotonin in pawn shops.
We all put on the map with the hope for a share of the fart.
The country as a casino, you will undress from the start.

And, as you do not grab the sleeve, here for ages
Everything goes well with the well-coordinated system.
And, how many did not change the dealer, all the same, blasphemy.
Then everyone who sits at the table is the same crook.

I go free in life without shit and bagpipes.
If the devil wants a holiday - I will not give up my bride.
I am sure that everything will return to those who tightly nakosyachil.
The sky is the most honest opera in the wake of the hot.

I do not hide my eyes, I live, as taught, always on conscience.
The last six months I do not watch news at all.
There the same bitches divide portfolios, armchairs, tables.
Here the best children of the nation were driven into boilers.

While the son of a deputy in Miami catches a wave,
Here the young guys are lucky with the Ural for the war.
And Mummy does not sleep and everything is waiting for her son to go home.
He's a hero or not, it's important that he's just alive.

[Chorus, Fame]:
Presses on the heart of pain, again I argue with fate -
So I'm alive for now. I'm alive, and every day like a new fight.
My heart aches and tears flow down the river.
So I'm alive for now. I'm alive, but the wounds corrode salt.

[Verse 2, Yarmak]:
I'm alive, while there are loyal people around me.
I'm alive, as long as we also broadcast you from the studio.
I'm alive, but to be honest, and I'm not afraid of death.
I'm alive, while my heart is beating, I struggle further.

They say to me: "For these songs, you will definitely be imprisoned."
In the rear-view mirror, the guys in the black Trade Wind.
And if you listen to my phone, then tell me:
Clamp me in a corner so will not work, I'll go while they are there.

You know, we have nothing to hide in life.
In the car a brand new album, if you decide to search.
Turn on the fifteenth track and just sit down and listen.
With me thousands and our signals are not drowned out.

Hey, cronus, get out of the car, look at all the horror.
Here people live a month in the amount of one your dinner.
And there's no point here popping about conscience and about morality.
Then the people became impoverished and how to survive February?

But I believe that everything is not lost in our country.
While there are a couple of worthy, we are confident.
I often hear thoughts about what I need to do.
But once I got into this porridge, I'll sort it out.

And do not murch me on the thieves' spit on your rank.
While you sharpen the rollback, we quietly sharpen the swords.
And there will be a day, and there will be judgment. And let not today
No deputy hundred will go to heaven.

[Chorus, Fame]:
Presses on the heart of pain, again I argue with fate -
So I'm alive for now. I'm alive, and every day like a new fight.
My heart aches and tears flow down the river.
So I'm alive for now. I'm alive, but the wounds corrode salt.