Текст песни R-Chie - Чтоб Я Любил Весь Мир

That our life is a game
your turn is the gray sector.
Once you have no booze in your hands, it means under the effects.
At the moment this one will judge .. plus two in the set,
The heat started: pockets, hands, documents.
The sixth part of the planet is fools, roads,
Eco-unprecedented .. eyes fade, driving off into the distance
Even children began to get sick like this:
Vasya, Masha, Petit on slow or fed.
Wherein,
Residents strictly consume accelerators of the processes of decomposition and death.
Well, this is .. the residents are consuming the solvent without fail, do you hear !?

Their poison penetrates into our dreams, hear the rustle of leaves,
See dreams rotting underfoot, bridges burning
Signals on the wires ????????
On all the wave with streams of advertising, our dreams.
Later ???????? so absurdly approaching death,
These dreams of ours, dust washed away by each passing summer,
The crops are devoured by the dogs.

"Their poison seeps into our soul pores,
Just right to help your neighbor - it can come out more expensive for yourself "

Yeah, I sleep and see .. the same faces, only stricter,
Fingers will fold in complex combinations from empty to empty -
Like .. "friend, they say you should pull the reins with your ass not to howl like a wolf,
And it's better to be for dinner in friendship with the right people,
Hit the floor with your forehead without fear of being shell-shocked "
- Vasya, who are you loading !? Run quickly, what dinners, I'm already dying!

Or like this:
Yes, you, godson, sleep for an hour in the service of a demon to the bourgeois in the cut,
And immediately soaring hefty above all peers,
Quiet as a mouse, up the corporate ladder.
Where you won't crawl, you will pass with a swoop
Not for mazols, so for bosses kinks.
Working like cattle at night.
The team has taught lessons,
As if inadvertently hinting the way between the lines,
??????? ?? changing the essence of marriage.
Ethically correct omission of a given sense, deriving formulations,
?????? ????????? deftly turn sideways under the awl,
And without blinking to die, knocking off the heels of years of life.
But you did not become my enemy, brother, having ridiculed my mindset,
Changing the call of herbs to the industrial zone stench,
Garden of Eden is a hell of a mountain of papers.
And all the same I will stand up for your freedom.
Even if standing in a row of sheep herds
At the parade, you will say that my experience is nonsense, -
My one truth: before the face of troubles
Let's dismiss our movement.
Seniors without asking for advice and instruction.
Burned in fire on your wave
In the wine department, like one warrior in the field, we'll lie down.
Everything to return to you, friend, already
Your lost soul, we'll take everyone off the beach.

Sometimes from all sides fire and ice in your chest
I lay like a stone in my heart, but not a single zgi is visible ahead.
Another king will play his part
"Long live the king!" All in their own circles.
Shit. Runs after the sun. And to the store man
To get hold of a half-litruha ... He does not know,
That he is like me and you, a writer of stupid words,
While his soul hisses and smolders coal.

One love like a river through hearts
Poisoned, doomed to eternal flight.
Nowhere to go, but maybe there is
For warriors, her place is under the Sun.
Love like a river through hearts
Garbage and junkies blood cells ...
"Boy, won't you gain weight?"
Demons stir up, poisoning the river of Light.

Do not be afraid when tears are pouring from your eyes, removing pain,
Heart aches and asks for peace, beats crazy,
Tears out of the body ...
After the fight, the salt on the palms will dry out in crystals.
Home is Earth, last refuge is Heaven,
In its depths we drown together with grief and troubles,
And in the spring, as if in a dream,
We cover the enemies from above with good mat and wet snow.

Nigga don't guess on the disease - there will be troubles
Do not run from bliss - this is not fire and not water - credo
If anyone asks, I was not here. Scott
I was not here.