Lyrics С.В.О.Б.О.Д.Н.Ы.Й feat Sergey Deff - вы не верите

STEFF

and whoever he would become
- hold on to the edge of the sheet
I write text on it
- occupies factories, workbench

let heaven give me a sign
as many - sleep met
but I got many in my life
my camp and therefore becoming

this way, pedestal
puts us exactly at the start
I am in this life
same guy simpleton

and whoever he would become
I'll only get to the cross

holding the edge of the sheet

                 chorus
yes you will not wipe but
fate as spindle
and let the world be dark
but life flows like wine
don't go on the ford
and the bottom is just the right move
but you don’t know everyone
make a movie out of life

yes you will not wipe but
fate as spindle
and let the world be dark
but life flows like wine
don't go on the ford
and the bottom is just the right move
but you don’t know everyone
make a movie out of life

                       DEFF

I will never forget those who gave me the light
I wanted higher stars but there are no places
fit into the soul, flattery right there ...
You could twist my soul, I understood your life in a puddle

the threads of life are wound on a spindle
yes, you do not believe it, but to some extent it is given
we make the right move without going down to the bottom
it's a flood overtaken river which is quieter then