When there is no one near
and will not support.
No time to think
and there is no time to linger .
When you stand on a cliff at the edge ,
you're one and your fate decides stranger flock .
Know . Choose. You're making plans.
Even in sleep nightmares ,
explosions, fires , signs warned you .
Okay, you love around you fun.
A huge city , here thousands of weak sink ,
People here like crows,
Now who is he ??
Fate draws you other other ,
Accustomed not to choose , and just live .
Think , if you are ready for battle ?
Leaving behind him a victory or
to set free their anxiety
The one that disturbs sleep ,
Today you decide ,
You choose.
Or start a career ,
Soothe the nerves ,
Put an end to all that is happening.
On a map drawn your silhouette
plus two roads , you have to say no.
Again the cold streets ,
and again the enemy wolf cliff.
Again, these nights without sleep.
That's all in my world forgotten spring
Again the cold streets ,
and again the enemy wolf cliff.
Again, these nights without sleep.
That's all in my world forgotten spring
He was born for combat,
ordinary metropolitan guy
character imprisoned since childhood.
Live within your means taught street .
Fight to the end , even when upside valishsya .
Accustomed to win - not defeated.
When words are powerless - fists solve friction.
But times are tough when the traffic on the street - something will pass,
and no one knows what awaits him .
could spend hours , sharpen punches in the hall,
get up in sparring with anyone,
fight to the end , breaking his hands in the blood
There were mistakes , but he got up to the ring and beat again .
After all, he is no stranger ,
and had no such break ,
There were situations pohlesche .
Evening. He is one of three,
guys are serious ,
tightly folded, short - ready to fight.
Again the cold streets ,
and again the enemy wolf cliff.
Again, these nights without sleep.
That's all in my world forgotten spring.
Again the cold streets ,
and again the enemy wolf cliff.
Again, these nights without sleep.
That's all in my world forgotten spring.
Then , forget your home ,
you know - still need to be somebody .
Remember you will not find a place
Lost time , to realize too late.
In a game with no rules yet have rules
learned later .
When there is no one near
and will not support.
No time to think
and there is no time to linger .
When you stand on a cliff at the edge ,
you're one and your fate decides stranger flock .
When there is no one near
and will not support.
No time to think
and there is no time to linger .
When you stand on a cliff at the edge ,
you're one and your fate decides stranger flock .
