Текст песни Взять НиК - Восход

I press stop
Here is our stop
I take a look back now
So dumb and awkward
Miserable fifteen years, and so many rabble behind
The empty eyes of the people who went out of our way
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Me and my cru in the basement
Like orcs in ogrimar
Laws are not written to us
Babylon in our paddock
Somewhere in the field Rasta are playing
And we don't hear the sound of the surf
These songs are like ganja
These people are like the sea
Yes, our path is not close
But victory will be sweet
Anything behind us is not important
More moving, fuck old age
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Step to the light of my soul
I go past the lamy days
Like a kamikaze
I'm going into crazy dances
Shamans will go insane
Healing our souls
Well, brace yourself, brothers ...
It will get worse further
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Words by (author): Mark Kirshtein