Lyrics Dima Chibuk - Ирония
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пр.
Миру нужен сюжет с красивой историей
Я написал один куплет но он стал иронией
Я бы был другим если б знал меньше правды
Выдохнул весь дым и запил бы отравой
1.
Серым пеплом покроется, вся земля
Свежим ветром унесёт дым, в никуда
Бледные лица спрячутся, под дождём
Ведь им только снится то, о чём мы поём
Синее море и рядом, жёлтые берега
Ни какого горя и только, голубые небеса
Всё это можно получить без, всяких проблем
Главное изучить каждый ход, и тысячи систем
Которые управляют в нашем как бы, родном мире
Из за которых все наши мечты, просто сгнили
Улетели далеко навсегда, в чужие объятья
И теперь они вместе как, родные братья
А мы всё одни и скучаем в этих, тихих местах
А эти огни уже погасли в наших, хмурых глазах
Которые нам давали силу веру, и надежду
Что бы мы шли с тобой в перёд а не, в эту бездну
пр.
Миру нужен сюжет с красивой историей
Я написал один куплет но он стал иронией
Я бы был другим если б знал меньше правды
Выдохнул весь дым и запил бы отравой
2.
Наш с тобой путь уже почти подошёл, к концу
И уже не вернуть то что уже ушло, во тьму
Так давай собери всю силу и волю, в свой кулак
Ведь ты ни как все ты точно, не дурак
Будь сильней будь всегда, в этом мире первым
Возьми свою судьбу возьми в руки, эту стерву
Души её до тех пор пока она не потеряет, пульс
И пусть все узнают про тебя, ну пусть
Пусть ты сейчас для всех будешь, отбросом
Но годы пройдут и посмотрим кто будет, барба росса
Кто будет идти в перёд и кто будет наступать, на те же грабли
Кто просто в темноту уйдёт и кто узнает, больше правды
Иди в перёд не отпускай свою, глупую душу
Держи её крепко покажи всем, реальное ушу
Раскрой все карты на, чёртовом столе
Покажи кто здесь цезарь а кто, раб во дворе
пр.
Миру нужен сюжет с красивой историей
Я написал один куплет но он стал иронией
Я бы был другим если б знал меньше правды
Выдохнул весь дым и запил бы отравой
etc.
The world needs a plot with a beautiful history
I wrote one verse but he became irony
I would have been different if I knew less truth
Exhaled all smoke and stored poison
one.
Gray ash will cover, all the earth
Fresh wind will take the smoke to nowhere
Pale individuals will hide, in the rain
After all, they only dream of what we sing
Blue Sea and Near, Yellow Shores
No burning and only blue skies
All this can be obtained without, all sorts of problems
The main thing is to study every move, and thousands of systems
Who manage in our hometown
Because of which all our dreams just rotted
Flew far forever, in someone else's arms
And now they are together like, native brothers
And we are all alone and miss these, quiet places
And these lights have already extinguished in our, gloomy eyes
Which we were given the power of faith and hope
What would we go with you in Pad and not in this abyss
etc.
The world needs a plot with a beautiful history
I wrote one verse but he became irony
I would have been different if I knew less truth
Exhaled all smoke and stored poison
2
Our path with you almost came up, by the end
And no longer return what is already gone, in darkness
So let's collect all the power and will, in your fist
After all, you're not like all of you, not a fool
Be stronger, be always, in this world first
Take your destiny in your hands, this bitch
Soul it until she lost, pulse
And let everyone know about you, well let
Let you now for everyone you will garbage
But years will be held and see who will be, Barba Ross
Who will go to the Pad and who will come to the same rake
Who just goes into the darkness and who recognizes, more truth
Go to the Pader do not let your stupid soul
Hold her tightly show everyone, real wushu
Cut all cards on, black table
Show who here Caesar and who, slave in the yard
etc.
The world needs a plot with a beautiful history
I wrote one verse but he became irony
I would have been different if I knew less truth
Exhaled all smoke and stored poison
The world needs a plot with a beautiful history
I wrote one verse but he became irony
I would have been different if I knew less truth
Exhaled all smoke and stored poison
one.
Gray ash will cover, all the earth
Fresh wind will take the smoke to nowhere
Pale individuals will hide, in the rain
After all, they only dream of what we sing
Blue Sea and Near, Yellow Shores
No burning and only blue skies
All this can be obtained without, all sorts of problems
The main thing is to study every move, and thousands of systems
Who manage in our hometown
Because of which all our dreams just rotted
Flew far forever, in someone else's arms
And now they are together like, native brothers
And we are all alone and miss these, quiet places
And these lights have already extinguished in our, gloomy eyes
Which we were given the power of faith and hope
What would we go with you in Pad and not in this abyss
etc.
The world needs a plot with a beautiful history
I wrote one verse but he became irony
I would have been different if I knew less truth
Exhaled all smoke and stored poison
2
Our path with you almost came up, by the end
And no longer return what is already gone, in darkness
So let's collect all the power and will, in your fist
After all, you're not like all of you, not a fool
Be stronger, be always, in this world first
Take your destiny in your hands, this bitch
Soul it until she lost, pulse
And let everyone know about you, well let
Let you now for everyone you will garbage
But years will be held and see who will be, Barba Ross
Who will go to the Pad and who will come to the same rake
Who just goes into the darkness and who recognizes, more truth
Go to the Pader do not let your stupid soul
Hold her tightly show everyone, real wushu
Cut all cards on, black table
Show who here Caesar and who, slave in the yard
etc.
The world needs a plot with a beautiful history
I wrote one verse but he became irony
I would have been different if I knew less truth
Exhaled all smoke and stored poison