Текст песни Vnuk - Чертежи

I collected my couplets from the lines a little
But still the same Vnuk and it is the same underlined
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Making sketches, I was looking for her.
I remember every fragment from my past
Let it be and not always good
Rubbing my hands I smile to passersby
But still apart from anyone
Coin thrown, life multiplied
Paranoia words are a little parked
My tender verse from Academ to Center
In the ears of listeners before the first concert
Seven years of couplets since 2003 summer
And about as many sleepless nights until dawn
Someone listener, and who is a poet
Every verse is saturated with my verse
I do not want to be the master of fate
But my life is connected with a couplet
Bud on the sand painted patterns
On the phone with you long conversations
And across the expanses ran somewhere
In the head with the belief that "Brother for Brother"
And that betrayal will change friendship
I never thought I would find it
I never thought that I would become
Nobody believed in me, but I believed deception
Everything is strange, like a farce
Yes, but by the way, everything is going according to plan.

Drawings by drawing and other evil spirits
I cleaned out such people from my life
Chernilov put into life
In a circle launched
All unforgiven long ago forgave (2x)

I write at night, because the promised fee
Lazily wake up with the first rays
Between the bridges with his poems
Two shores of the city, connected by words
I promised my mom to tie in with the party
She always says: "son, perhaps enough"
I will never be what you want moms
You know still believe blindly your dreams
Don't pull me by the thought they are stuck
We are often dependent on them on the way to the truth.
I believe sincerely, so sparkle beckoning
An otherworldly light shines brightly upon me
The boys near the pharmacy are muddied all the same
According to the old recipe, the area smears
Someone in custody for life will tell you
And how misses the walls of 5 floors
Who is ready for the buck to forget about friendship
And drown in the footer bud some deep pool
But a delicious dinner among the dozen lies
And on a porsche, the Cayenne is circling in the metropolis
And my meaning is saturated with gray paint
Living reality, no hidden masks
No tales on marble slabs
More people serfs
Without capitals the number doubled
The same number of people drunk
You don't understand me, that means me.
I've been looking for myself in glass depth
But not all this life for me
And he drew other drawings for himself
Ink is, so far, there are clouds in the sky
Who understands this, will understand from afar

Drawings by drawing and other evil spirits
I cleaned out such people from my life
Chernilov put into life
In a circle launched
All unforgiven long ago forgave (4x)