Lyrics Kirill Kram - Радио в моей голове
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Непрерывные волны вещают часами
Я в плохом настроении тащусь за волнами
Эти воды частот в моей голове
Заставляют забыть о бушующем дне
Босоногие мысли, плетутся без цели
В голове распевают, что все надоели
Я отчаянный серфер плыву по волнам
Из глубин океана я слышу там...тарам там там
Кто-то на полную выкрутил громкость
Пустая голова идеальная ёмкость
Она принимает любые частоты
И вот в голове разгулялися ноты
Это радио в моей голове
Не вещает на недоброе вне
Здесь закрытый показ
Мы одни на просторе
Отменяем приказ
Погружаемся в море
И пускай не услышал вопросов негожий
я всё тот же один из миллионов прохожих
Не сверлите мне душу
Умоляю я вас
Возвращайтесь на сушу
Тут закрытый показ
Чужие слова мне становятся близки
Иногда забываясь, включаю английский
Километры проходим, только я и эфир
Это радио в моей голове, заменяет мне мир
Одна песня заела, всю неделю играет
Диджей кнопку повтора не отпускает
ДДТ и Высоцкий, Сплин, Земфира, Би-2
Воскресением и Пятницей полна голова
Continuous waves broadcast for hours
I am in a bad mood for the waves
These water frequencies in my head
Make you forget about the raging day
Barefoot thoughts, weave without a goal
They sing in my head that everyone is fed up
I am a desperate surfer floating on the waves
From the depths of the ocean, I hear there ... taram there
Someone turned the volume on full
Empty head perfect capacity
It accepts any frequencies.
And here in a head notes
This radio is in my head
Doesn't broadcast on the unkind out
Here is a private show.
We are alone in the open
Cancel the order
Dive into the sea
And let him not hear the worthless questions
I'm still the same one of the millions of passersby
Do not drill my soul
I beg of you
Come back to land
There is a closed show
Other people's words become close to me
Sometimes forgetting, turn on English
Kilometers pass, just me and the air
This radio in my head, replaces the world with me
One song stuck, played all week
DJ repeat button does not release
DDT and Vysotsky, Splin, Zemfira, Bi-2
Resurrection and friday head full
I am in a bad mood for the waves
These water frequencies in my head
Make you forget about the raging day
Barefoot thoughts, weave without a goal
They sing in my head that everyone is fed up
I am a desperate surfer floating on the waves
From the depths of the ocean, I hear there ... taram there
Someone turned the volume on full
Empty head perfect capacity
It accepts any frequencies.
And here in a head notes
This radio is in my head
Doesn't broadcast on the unkind out
Here is a private show.
We are alone in the open
Cancel the order
Dive into the sea
And let him not hear the worthless questions
I'm still the same one of the millions of passersby
Do not drill my soul
I beg of you
Come back to land
There is a closed show
Other people's words become close to me
Sometimes forgetting, turn on English
Kilometers pass, just me and the air
This radio in my head, replaces the world with me
One song stuck, played all week
DJ repeat button does not release
DDT and Vysotsky, Splin, Zemfira, Bi-2
Resurrection and friday head full