Текст песни Слот - Инстинкт выживания

We have once long
We left the house on the streets
Perefoning through shit
Pushing and squinting
Everyone left there
Put everything on con
One hundred years ago and we are already far away

We are going
Search at 3-4
In the afternoon with fire
Find 4-5
We are the area
And the city in tow
We are going

We are just pedestrians
With torches in the hands
We carry freedom
In the heads and hearts
The principles are all the same
And the rules are simple
We are dead without hope
We are dead without dreams

And this is not a procession to you
Only survival instinct
Well, we are the same as everyone here -
Seryoga, Tanya, Sani, Vanya
The art of these micro -steps
It leads to great miracles
And we went out
To exactly get to the end

We are going
We are going
We are going
We are going

We are going
Search at 3-4
In the afternoon with fire
Find 4-5
We are the area
And the city in tow
We are going

We are just pedestrians
With torches in the hands
We carry freedom
In the heads and hearts
The principles are all the same
And the rules are simple
We are dead without hope
We are dead without dreams
We are just pedestrians
With torches in the hands
We carry freedom
In the heads and hearts
The principles are all the same
And the rules are simple
We are dead without hope
We are dead without dreams

Without a dream
Without a dream
Without a dream
Without a dream
Without a dream
Without a dream

We are just pedestrians
With torches in the hands
We carry freedom
In the heads and hearts
The principles are all the same
And the rules are simple
We are dead without hope
We are dead without dreams