Lyrics zatknись - Лица на стенах
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Я родился в стране, где дым от пожаров
застилает небо и не видно снов.
Каждой ночью город дотла сгорает,
облака оставляя утром от костров.
Мы сжигаем вместе ожидая субботу,
каждый день сердце рвется птицей из груди.
Начинаем неделю снова на работе
и ничего не светит нам впереди.
Нарисуй наши лица на стенах домов,
напиши свою книгу без главных героев,
ты никогда не будешь к этому готов,
охраняя мечту станешь изгоем.
Завтра утро начнется с боли утраты,
и ты будешь просить, что это всё сон.
Кто из нас победитель, а кто виноват,
кто остался ждать, а кто покинул перрон.
Пусть летят камни в мое окно,
пусть ветер в спину гонит к обрыву.
Я не обману что мне всё равно,
я тебя обману в желании прыгнуть.
Учиться думать снова в моде
и год за годом дни проходят,
ты выиграл самый главный бой
в борьбе за право быть собой.
Размазан ветром флаг по небу.
Я слышу сотни голосов,
они все требуют победы
и я готов и ты готов.
I was born in the country where smoke from fires
He covers the sky and not visible dreams.
Every night the city of Dotla burns,
Clouds leaving in the morning from fires.
We burn together expecting Saturday,
Every day the heart rusts a bird from the chest.
We start a week again at work
And nothing shines in front.
Draw our faces on the walls of houses,
Write your book without the main characters,
You will never be ready for this,
Walking the dream will become an outcast.
Tomorrow morning will begin with the pain of loss,
And you will ask that this is all dream.
Which of us is a winner, and who is to blame,
Who stayed to wait, and who left Perron.
Let the stones fly in my window,
Let the wind in the back drives to the cliff.
I do not deceive that I do not care
I will deceive you in the desire to jump.
Learn to think again in fashion
And year after year, days are held,
You won the most important battle
In the struggle for the right to be yourself.
Were smeared by the wind flag in the sky.
I hear hundreds of votes,
they all demand victory
And I'm ready and you are ready.
He covers the sky and not visible dreams.
Every night the city of Dotla burns,
Clouds leaving in the morning from fires.
We burn together expecting Saturday,
Every day the heart rusts a bird from the chest.
We start a week again at work
And nothing shines in front.
Draw our faces on the walls of houses,
Write your book without the main characters,
You will never be ready for this,
Walking the dream will become an outcast.
Tomorrow morning will begin with the pain of loss,
And you will ask that this is all dream.
Which of us is a winner, and who is to blame,
Who stayed to wait, and who left Perron.
Let the stones fly in my window,
Let the wind in the back drives to the cliff.
I do not deceive that I do not care
I will deceive you in the desire to jump.
Learn to think again in fashion
And year after year, days are held,
You won the most important battle
In the struggle for the right to be yourself.
Were smeared by the wind flag in the sky.
I hear hundreds of votes,
they all demand victory
And I'm ready and you are ready.