Текст песни Arakava - Добряк

No one and nothing in this world, but not obliged
So soul and lives calmly
Yes, only his hands are connected all the time,
Yes, and the language that confused

People accustomed only to celebrate
The problems he hides his sense,
We are very different in this life,
sit your homes, play loudly,

On the nerves of the situation were bogged down
You do not decide to solve them,
How dirty surface is dirty
Language breaks in a hurry,

So night goes on at night,
We will call the ambulance,
You guess the time trap,
You are no longer hurry

Only just a whisper play,
Knuckles move at times
And your chiffanener is ruined
Where 20 pieces of skeletons in a row

And you sit, so silently,
Breathe in the opposite of Mise
Yes, you have problems with hunger,
Moral hunger malicon

And the core, that there is a deal,
March will be taken at once,
You break the whole world tries
You bastards do not fuck,

You do not care here,
You only need it,
You have a moment from here,
Problems eat a look

And what is all this problems?
In fact, created you
All because you are arrogant
And people are not a sign of shame,

All glances are lowered in the abyss,
Everyone wants to run from here
Yes, only no sense in it,
But we don't talk about it

Shove on the hello track
Here, every sense will be corrected,
Stepped there at least you are a little bit
Back the road is not, no of them,

Conduct us television screens,
We hold our day,
As electricity in the cabin,
And crazy lights,

You only fed to pertsy
You iron in your mouth
And a blow mig to the temple is summarized
Per 1,2,3, farewell my friend

When are you aware of everything,
When all puzzles together collect together,
Just do not respect yourself
Like a cat on the wall scraper,

You shout that you are bastard,
The face is shoved only in the dirt,
So, know, you, you are the best,
Without troubles wondered

In life move you straight
Do not bother with rumor
Yes, only temperament here is small
You, like I kill me,

All alas, one end,
Do you come there at first,
You are only a mesmer in this world,
Who begins with small

From year to year, we grow so much,
First kindergarten, school,
Yes, only, only with time you realize,
What in life here jokes,

How many shackles are apparent,
Where the steamer is lucky
Then you let go mom,
There and the father is going to move

Then the relatives are all dying,
And you are one on the verge of all
How loneliness in your pocket
Do not expect news,

And God spreads the pictures,
You are sitting here and stems
There is a choice for you and in small,
Does anyone call home?

And what about there in an empty apartment?
There soap and rope are waiting
But you go again by,
After all, life is beautiful and you plow,

Do not allow in the soul to dig
You're alive, not troupe,
So in life happens often
Oh, yes, you also know that you are one Dobryak.