Текст песни ForDiar - Родное гетто

You know in the morning of coffee weakens taste
To think you need a lonely pier
To understand where I am with whom
Before that, having tried a strange taste

The taste of which life I live
Stepping on the way on the road to captivity
And if you can stop you forget
And then you will have to drink only Ras

And it seems one but there is someone to talk
And sort of silent but know that the wind verse
And who will pass by we fell
Smile without any fashionable savage

People tell each other about how it was
Why one and dreams sailed
Let's say with confidence it should be
The main thing is that there is nothing to forget

We go on the avenue
And spits against wind
We read newspapers
We are looking for your native ghetto

Look for the second and already the third bundle
We are looking for calmness in the soul
New day seems to be much calmer
But on the street looks always give

So that we know to understand
No roads for us and we didn't know them
Just let's look at the mirrors
And there and there is emptiness

Crashing your own desires
Split truth without knowing
Truth about yourself and about those who are near
Before you cards that are true

About yourself and madness question in eyes
When we get up in the head of the intermission
We are whining all the same internal requests
We yourself are like in question

We go on the avenue
And spits against wind
We read newspapers
We are looking for your native ghetto