Lyrics Каже Обойма - Emergence
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В Питере, как и везде любят портить девственниц,
Среди пустых бутылок и полных пепельниц.
Так же, как за океанов ваш гидропоник
Вставляет бодро и плотно, ты это понял.
И мы не прекратим пока очередной кретин
Плюется в микрофон, нам суждено расти
Когда услышишь этот трек, тебя вжимает в кресло.
И по началу, как испытанное средство
Скоротать время, по ночам, я сидел над текстом.
В своей кухне, тесной, мне хватало место
Дирижировать своим невидимым оркестром.
Поймешь меня если ты не бездарь
Внезапно для себя я обнаружил выход в бездну.
Между мной и чем-то нереальным,
Неизвестно, но видимо рука из стали.
Стирая грани, разрушая стены,
Указав на непонятные для меня ранее
Когда услышишь этот трек, тебя вжимает в кресло.
In St. Petersburg, as everywhere they like to spoil virgins,
Among empty bottles and full ashtrays.
Just like over the ocean your hydroponics
It inserts cheerfully and tightly, you understand it.
And we will not stop yet another cretin
Spits into the microphone, we are destined to grow
When you hear this track, you are squeezed into a chair.
And at first, as a tested tool
To pass the time, at night, I was sitting above the text.
In my kitchen, close, I had enough space
Conducting his invisible orchestra.
You will understand me if you are not without mediocrity
Suddenly for myself, I discovered an outlet into the abyss.
Between me and something unreal,
Unknown, but apparently a hand made of steel.
Wiping the edges, destroying the walls,
Pointing to the incomprehensible for me earlier
When you hear this track, you are squeezed into a chair.
Among empty bottles and full ashtrays.
Just like over the ocean your hydroponics
It inserts cheerfully and tightly, you understand it.
And we will not stop yet another cretin
Spits into the microphone, we are destined to grow
When you hear this track, you are squeezed into a chair.
And at first, as a tested tool
To pass the time, at night, I was sitting above the text.
In my kitchen, close, I had enough space
Conducting his invisible orchestra.
You will understand me if you are not without mediocrity
Suddenly for myself, I discovered an outlet into the abyss.
Between me and something unreal,
Unknown, but apparently a hand made of steel.
Wiping the edges, destroying the walls,
Pointing to the incomprehensible for me earlier
When you hear this track, you are squeezed into a chair.