Текст песни Mad Multiface - Бастион

My biography is crooked calligraphy,
Not at all a Japanese master -
I wrote it myself:
On the walls with a felt-tip pen,
Sometimes in poetry
Sometimes while dancing...
But more often than not it’s a mess.
School in an industrial area,
Behind the railway
The morals of the punks
Wide pants,
With a cigarette I'm heading for the freight trains...
“You’re from an intelligent family!”
"Sit with your brother!"
Rap, MP3, CD, rapcore,
Quarrels with parents
Adolescence^
Broke down the door of the dumbbells...
"Self-confident! Nasty talker!"
The first texts in the notebook,
Freedom of expression...
Group walks,
Behind the garages
In dark courtyards...
In the headphones there are motives of ghetto lullabies,
My head was overshadowed by the poet’s claims...
"It's scary the first time,
Then it's fine. How are you? Do you like the condition?"
“I was at a parent-teacher meeting today!”
"You stink of smoke again!"
"The devil will break his leg in a lost place..."
"Your son needs a titanium plate..."
Blushing... at school... next to her...
Then it became mine.
Exciting cries of first love,
Bring back the sparkle of that spring!
DR, party at my dacha, with her to the second floor
Her breath is minty...
"Just relax, it will be very nice..."
Parting...
Pain...
Cigarettes again
Alcohol...
Got in, evening,
Univer,
New acquaintances,
Revelry,
Again I’m writing some texts in the gallery,
Those days are gone...
Why don't you have girlfriends?
Ki...?

CHORUS

I built my fortress
No one can climb!
I won’t tell you everything about myself in brief!
Waves crash against steep rocks,
Ravens scream prophecies
Dark shadows in the bastion of solitude!
There is only one honor for the worthy -
A hundred difficulties to face while standing!
Swim behind the buoys and don’t wait for the weather by the sea!
Like a restorer - creativity bit by bit,
The days are crumpled in the bastion of loneliness...

I used to look through the eyes of a child
For days a film
But the motley quickly became faded
There's a wedge stuck inside happy episodes
Univer. Autumn. Different cities
Dance battles. Parties
Grass gray smoke...
On Saturday I lost all the money in the club
Different girls
I searched for her panties in the dark for a long time...
Big companies, some people...
Then there are fewer and fewer of them
And I don’t want the noise so much anymore
And more and more silence and just calmly think
Getting older
Other plans and goals
Days merge into weeks
We follow the stripes black and white
There are fewer words in conversations
No voices ringing
Just a monotonous film -
Scraps of colorful dreams
I've been with her for a long time
Or just met yesterday
Now we are somewhere far away
Where the wisdom of the rivers flowed...
What I wouldn't do for her
And this is not a small thing
"My life would be different
But you appeared, and I stayed"
Childhood friend got married
A classmate has a travel agency
The guys from the institute make careers
Each to his own path and sphere
Instagram photos of acquaintances from Thailand and Burma
The girl from the group now has an English school
I began to see my loved ones less and less...
I remember how the sunlight cut the blinds
Strong coffee, work, I'll be in the office
This eternal search for yourself
Quit...
And since then I’ve been restless -
I'm desperately writing things in notebooks...
I wave my arms and yell
A swarm of rhymes on paper!
“When will you find a normal job?!”

CHORUS

I built my fortress
No one can climb!
I won’t tell you everything about myself briefly.
Waves crash on steep rocks
Ravens scream prophecies
Dark shadows in the bastion of solitude!
There is only one honor for the worthy -
A hundred difficulties to face while standing!
Swim behind the buoys and don’t wait for the weather by the sea!
Like a restorer - creativity bit by bit
The days are crumpled in the bastion of loneliness...