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If you love

Versions: #2
We readily throw ourselves into the abyss and the void
Nothing to hold us
And we take nothing into consideration
We find only the broken things beautiful
Things nobody likes
We light every room on fire
Only when it burns, are we together
And we feel close to one another
We are lively verses
Touching one another like Chopin
And there is no chorus
 
And yet I find it so easy
To believe in us
And to not see any bad
But something tells me quietly
If you love her
Then let her go
Why do I find it so easy
To believe in us
And therefore not see any bad
But something tells me quietly
If you love her
Then let her go
 
I readily dance with you
Into the abyss and the void
And I am never weary
Yearning for a faraway place
And counting the stars,
That was always too easy for us
They say that with time it gets more difficult
Who cares about reality
We were normal
I could live with you forever
3/4 time like Chopin
I need no chorus
 
Why do I find it so easy
To believe in us
And to not see any bad
But something tells me quietly
If you love him
Then let him go
Why do I find it so easy
To believe in us
And therefore not see any bad
But something tells me quietly
If you love him
Then let him go
 
If you love her
If you love him
 
Why do I find it so easy
To believe in us
And to not see any bad
But something tells me quietly
If you love him, then let him go
If you love her, then let her go
 
It is so lousy,
I don't want to go yet
 
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Алия

Versions: #1#2
Выросла ты, любя воды Хобды и Невы,
Выросла, собирая в объятия красивые цветы...
Словно образ птенца лебедя,
Олицетворение красивой мелодии молодости.
 
Алия – ты прекрасная дочь моего народа.
Алия – ты смелая дочь моего народа.
Любимая птица моей широкой степи!
 
Ты сияешь как Утренняя звезда.
Мы замирали от твоей красы, не в силах отвести глаз.
В груди родной земли вечно
Горит твоё сердце, подобно огню.
 
Алия – ты прекрасная дочь моего народа.
Алия – ты смелая дочь моего народа.
Любимая птица моей широкой степи!
 

At your side

At your side life sits better with me
Every day that passes is different
A second at your side is a gift
You are my world, what happens around
 
At your side my life turns out better
Time passes but it matters little to me
Today the compass marks north again
I feel good and I don't need anything
 
At your side, I'll stay seated
At your side, without letting go of your hand
At your side, I will survive
At your side, always at your side
 
At your side I have desire to live
Next to you it's like I'm next to the sky
I'm a child that doesn't stop laughing
The best thing that's ever happened to me in my life
 
At your side, be it good or be it bad
I have found a woman, a lover, a friend
You give me without asking in return
You give me what no one else has given me
 
At your side, be it good or be it bad
At your side, the best thing that's ever happened to me
At your side, a second is a gift
At your side, I'll survive
 

Tomahawk

This is a new crusade,
It's time to exterminate the rap of sexless suckers!
Your style - props and just shit,
You say that you hate my songs, but you wait!
 
My tours are a rave, like in hell.
As if I give you a drug for free,
Three sixes of a tattoo are ours,
you made this Armageddon yourself.
 
Everyone waited for this return!
Allah Akbar - your blown up tower,
Billy Taliban - time to fight.
Your rap has not been fucked for a long time, but fuck celibacy.
 
They all have cerebral palsy,
They rubbed you for work, but, in fact, they sold,
So they put their asses in the ass,
The fans are waiting, give greetings from the pit to them.
 
Billy woke up - 2015,
You can get out now, bottom, do not try
You wrote me off early,
Stop your blood from the elbow, I'm that hussar!
 
Monochrome, rap of dark tones,
you do not have to go with me one way,
Billy has been a long time, and my feed is new,
I fuck them all morally, this is almost porn.
 
You can modestly honor the memory of your idols,
Want to continue to listen to them? Then dig them up
(me part of your tusy to be a West?),
Where either motherfuckers or rednecks alone.
 
And all for a rapid salary they pull their bags,
Entertaining drunks at concerts,
Fuck that you are hardly standing on your feet,
I opened the hunting season, catch a tomahawk!
 
There's no turning back,
There's a late regret about the past, A time to get the bandolier,
This is your funeral march! (X2)
 
This is a new crusade,
Not respectable to colleagues,
I'm not so deaf,
I'm not even shouting at you in a chorus,
(Crawl on Billy - like a nerd on barking bulls.?)
 
I reprove your miserable lie,
I can not get through in songs like (shit?), like others, I see through these (Hussars?).
And serious things, I raise them to ridicule them.
 
This otherworldly muzlo,
You'll bend under Billy's heavy weight, like a (chaise longue?),
Milligan God, prepare prayers.
Pyromania, I'd burn your hip-hop!
 
Large flow into the genre does not hold,
All the rappers fall this pathetic ground,
And I do not hide my delight and gloating,
To write you, the faggots, just to dodge.
 
Again, hands fuck the entire ceiling,
As if I got home with you at night with an ax.
Who are you, so that I'm with you (battlil?)?
Do you have a pussy between your legs?
 
Unshakable, as if carved from stone,
If I'm mediocrity, then you are one thousand mediocre,
Remember this day of change,
I will not spare you, how many would you not be roaring here.
 
Yes, I'm a local example of a first-class presentation,
You dissolve, as if you were a first-grader,
You started for health, finished for the rest,
Put your verses in your ass deep!
 
I'm connected to the network, 220 volts,
Your live - primitive and (postebatsya?) cause!
Fuck that you are hardly standing on your feet,
I opened the hunting season, catch a tomahawk!
 
There's no turning back,
There's a late regret about the past, A time to get the bandolier,
This is your funeral march! (X2)
 

Это любовь

Темно на лестнице,
тишина, которая причиняет боль;
за пределами города, который весь в движении
 
Потолок это узкое небо,
Мораль под кроватью,
Гордость как болезнь
 
Это любовь, которая не оставляет меня в покое
Я смотрю на телефон, который молчит
 
Это любовь, которая сжигает душу
Потому что он не знает, что делать без меня.
Странно, что идея не уходит
Но если слёзы, как гвоздь в его храме
 
И кому какое дело, утонуть в море
моментов, которые вы не можете забыть
 
Это любовь, которая не оставляет меня в покое
Я смотрю на телефон, который молчит
 
Это любовь, которая сжигает душу
по его вине или моей, не умрет
 
Это любовь, которая не оставляет меня в покое
Я смотрю на телефон, который молчит
Это любовь, которая спасает душу
не живет эту жизнь без него
 
Это любовь