Lyrics Tetan - Ходят ноги

Everything is so familiar from the eighth floor window
Downstairs neighborhoods and houses of my neighborhood
Here all those outside the law who are under the law
Here freedom is at stake or rolling down the hill
At the entrance in Vienna or with banknotes in white
Here so early children see everything in an adult
One in five is registered and has a scar on his face
Kiss the streets - a reward for a cold heart
From fifteen to twelve on sport hunting
Walk in courtyards and parks in any weather
Stories as before at the factory, no longer in vogue
And the prospect of singing pop music in the transition does not warm
So feet walk under the night lights
Until we play the piano in the pit
In a white dress coat, with Franklin in a shovel
Maserati and Rolex keys on the dial

So the legs are walking. Legs walk, walk
The prospect of singing pop music in the transition does not warm
So the legs are walking. Legs walk, walk
They walk in courtyards and parks, whatever the weather

Laws are not written through the eyes of the street
In high offices, everything is a little different
There are different ranks and there are no shoulder straps on the shoulders
Chasing dreams within this old dogma
They don't teach in schools, it's in our blood
There is no such correct article in the laws
To keep your hands clean on the tops
Those who are not sitting on bunks are on TV screens
We saw the paths of people on Porsches and Rovers
7 in rooms, blowjob in luxury rooms
While the magpies sound in churches and temples
By sins we buy joy in torn destinies
Sweet numbers on the accounts in any case
If you had to be not only in chocolate
National lottery, so to speak
Welcome, would you like to play?