Текст песни Roma Fuze - Записки делитанта

Rain outside the window, the weather is not to hell
Throws from side to side, crooked face
From your advice on how to learn to rap
I won't listen to you, my staf, my delirium

Everyone got a little colder this winter
As someone not gray, let's finish hope
She hovers me very much, but does not know about it
I will drown my feelings, thoughts will leave at dawn

Not everyone will see the light of hope here
Someone, by the circumstance of fate, will be known as an ignoramus
You judge what you hear, but you know nothing
Apparently all the same, and I'm not of this world

I scratch the sheets, squeeze the last juices out of the pen
But somehow I need to finish these lines
It is unbearable to believe in a miracle when there is no miracle
Someone will say that this is another nonsense

Every teaching to me, a meaningless action
In the middle ages, they would order to eat me
My family believes in me, my friends believe in me
The rest are just looking for another flaw in me

It's all stupid of course, but it's no longer how not to convey
And in order to fall asleep now, you need to say everything with a pen
But what's more stupid to try to be happy
Or go with the flow without trying to get up from your knees

I try to convey a lot of philosophy to you
But how not to do it at once
I try to make every text better at times
For me this is the road to the dream, the soul is the urge

I can't find words to describe it all
The plot of the most dramatic and wackiest film ever
I do not see the effect in actions that I do it for the sake of
How many words are unnecessary in my notebook

I will be cheerful but not who will not see sadness in their eyes
And only in my thoughts I will be better for her at times
Half the lines in the furnace trying to catch the right note
I will shout these words into my shirt, tearing my throat

Every loss leaves a mark on the soul, making you stronger
With every mistake I understand that you have to be more mature
Dreams are still cherishing not to find a more suitable option
Sentimental underground or delitant's notes?

And all I write about something that is not clear
I will give my suffering only to the rain
Do not understand the lyrics that I put in these lines
Rain my suffering, wind my vices

And all I write about something that is not clear
I will give my suffering only to the rain
Do not understand the lyrics that I put in these lines
Rain my suffering, wind my vices