Луны с той стороны песня текст
Обновлено: 05.10.2024
Ходим по краю, но ради чего? Траурный марш под праздничный гонг.
Все уповают на случай надежды, на чудо, но только дразнят его.
Рэп - форменный беспредел, а вороны тут везде. В словах протест,
Но каждый второй здесь, бежит до могилы покорно в узде.
Стены вокруг и дверей не видно.
Ты свою судьбу сам смиренно выбрал.
Жизнь-лотерея, - как ты сам и говорил.
Так что - вот, и забирай свой охеренный выигрыш.
Выше никак, но и ниже некуда.
Мне кардинальные ближе методы.
Что нас ждет завтра никто не знает,
Еще ху*ей лишь бы не было.
Припев:
Время застыло, но смерть бродит около, клубами дыма окутаны коконом.
Тот мир, который ты знал стал совсем иным - все мы давно на другой стороне Луны.
Время застыло, но смерть бродит около, клубами дыма окутаны коконом.
Тот мир, который ты знал стал совсем иным - все мы давно на другой стороне Луны.
[Куплет 2]:
Мы на обратной стороне Луны, но не еб*т, выпускаем в небо дым.
Страхи зашиты под корку намертво, от того и с мозгами не лады.
Мысли спутаны в крайсе, планы нах*й переехал будто бы Chrysler.
Как принять и смириться с тем, что вокруг поголовно все жуткие мрази?
Полосы на запястьях, как продолжения у линий жизни.
Она первей с тобой счеты сведет, прежде чем ты ответь пугливо решишь.
Стоп, болтовня на пустом месте, кого подаяния приводят в восторг -
Эти прописные постулаты известны вам здесь, вы их повторяли раз сто.
Припев [x2]:
Время застыло, но смерть бродит около, клубами дыма окутаны коконом.
Тот мир, который ты знал стал совсем иным - все мы давно на другой стороне Луны.
Время застыло, но смерть бродит около, клубами дыма окутаны коконом.
Тот мир, который ты знал стал совсем иным - все мы давно на другой стороне Луны. [Verse 1]:
We are on the far side of the moon. There were angels - there were demons.
In this, no one but us is innocent. We did it all ourselves!
So, a year ago, secretly in the eyes - hatred seemed to be a bright Quasar.
Suspiciously quiet. The forecast remains the same, but I'm sure there will be a storm here!
No, time is running out. If alive, it means - not defeated!
The world for which you all grieve so much today did not die, it was not born.
The storm cannot be avoided! A step aside is an attempt to escape!
Here, no one cares about past merits, and blind worship of forgotten victories.
We walk along the edge, but for what? Funeral march to the festive gong.
Everyone hopes for a chance of hope, for a miracle, but they only tease it.
Rap is a uniform chaos, and crows are everywhere. In words of protest,
But every second is here, running to the grave dutifully in check.
Walls around and doors are not visible.
You have meekly chosen your own destiny.
Life is a lottery - as you yourself said.
So - here, and take your fucking winnings.
No higher, but nowhere lower.
The cardinal methods are closer to me.
No one knows what awaits us tomorrow
Also, xy * she just wasn't there.
Chorus:
Time has stood still, but death is wandering about, clouds of smoke are shrouded in a cocoon.
The world that you knew has become completely different - we all have long been on the other side of the moon.
Time has stood still, but death is wandering about, clouds of smoke are shrouded in a cocoon.
The world that you knew has become completely different - we all have long been on the other side of the moon.
[Verse 2]:
We're on the far side of the moon, but we don't fucking blow smoke into the sky.
Fears are sewn up under the crust tightly, from that and the brains are out of tune.
Thoughts are confused in the krais, plans of fucking moved as if Chrysler.
How to accept and come to terms with the fact that around all the creepy scum?
There will be no end to this! The finish line was mourning;
But then only you decide - a hole in the ground or a hall of marble!
Fate does not give guarantees, themis is still the same blind whore!
Memories are made to burn in them, fly up in them again,
To fall again!
The stripes on the wrists are like extensions of the life lines.
She will be the first to settle scores with you before you answer fearfully.
Stop, chatter from scratch, whom alms delight -
These capital postulates are known to you here, you have repeated them a hundred times.
Here are fragments of hopes, we are burning on the chopping block and walking barefoot.
The whole world in the palm of your hand. Isn't that enough ?! But God will consider our plans a trifle.
No higher, but nowhere lower. The cardinal methods are closer to me.
What awaits us tomorrow - no one knows, yet xy * she just would not be!
Chorus [x2]:
Time has stood still, but death is wandering around, clouds of smoke are shrouded in a cocoon.
The world that you knew has become completely different - we all have long been on the other side of the moon.
Time has stood still, but death is wandering around, clouds of smoke are shrouded in a cocoon.
The world that you knew has become completely different - we all have long been on the other side of the moon.
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