Текст песни Zangaraev, ArtProx, unloveddmd. - НГ

And I'm walking towards a dream
I won't take a step back
After all, next year I
I'll take it and pick it up
Look, my friend
Open up your soul to me
And I remember I'm with you
And this New Year,
who will come to us
Will give us love and bring us joy
Look out the window
Snowflakes are all around
We're dancing around
And we don't care
And this New Year
who will come to us
Will give us love and bring us joy
Look out the window
Snowflakes are all around
We're dancing and we don't care

In the twenties, just started this path
And in the twenty-first, I already tasted
At twenty-two, choose repchik or blues
Twenty-three, and I'm signing up for the rajik
(Okey, let's go) Eee, 2k24 we're blowing up this year (bam)
I worked hard, I won't just get lucky
How am I different, I'm on the minus side with my soul (true)
Just let me remember how it all started
Tangerines were stolen from the table section in the kitchen (in the kitchen)
(Pow pow pow) I spent the New Year's party at the studio (at the studio)
The Christmas tree is laying a vibek (vibek)
Burns like tutti frutti (bright)
Sorry, today is a holiday (pirate)
I won't make jokes (I won't)

And I'm walking towards a dream
I won't take a step back
After all, next year I
I'll take it and pick it up
Look, my friend
Open up your soul to me
And I remember I'm with you
And this New Year
who will come to us
Will give us love and bring us joy
Look out the window
Snowflakes are all around
We're dancing around
And we don't care
And this New Year
who will come to us
Will give us love and bring us joy
Look out the window
Snowflakes are all around
We're dancing and we don't care

(Uuuah-Uuah)
(Fa-fa-fa)
I'll take this year as if it were a grinch
Left behind all the dirty dogs
I let go of problems like a bad dream
Even though it was hard, we will find our way
Today we shoot only confiti
If you are in our way, I advise you to move away
The beast is no longer in chains
I bet on myself all-in (I)
Pow control shot (i)
Dunk right on target
I'm one hundred percent sure
Made a mess here
I'm not chasing rubles
I’ll go even if I’m wounded
It's like I'm sick of music
(Uuuuah)
(Uuuuah)