Singer: Boombox

The technology is simple: Kim bi ti not becoming Zranku standing, Pridi to one hundred and I read the Charter.
The technology is simple: who were you didn't, woke up in the morning, squat to one hundred and read the Charter.

Nawt if I am not I,
Ti's all the same from me.
Axis chomu ti my
Axis chomu I za you.
Even when I am not I,
You're still with me.
That's why you're mine
That's why I am with you.

And if one way out in front, why do we then cold, then hot?!

Yea spohady about those Yak Bulo everything.
Nad yea those Yak all bude.
We share strmko techy nes,
Bo mi je not titani, mi people.
There are memories of how it was,
Hope things will be.
The fate of us rapidly over bears
Because we are not the titans - we are the people.

I Raptor all smyles navkolo,
Problems, prices, SNI, spoden.
Devel chalisa Yak children to school
Perche scho Bulo became ostannim.
And suddenly everything has changed
Problems, prices, dreams, expectations...
Went as children to school.
That was the first became the last.

Not obtai nazavzhdi,
Not obtai Navona,
De your my tomorrow,
Have Kronach wind of the fistula...
Not obtai navso,
Not obtai, is not required.
Don't promise me forever,
Don't promise me forever.
Where's yours is mine tomorrow?
In a head wind...
Don't promise me forever,
Don't promise me, no need.

Vccint serca, schiri Ochi
There are not so many yea in in.
Lilisa close happiness sonoc,
Obtenci nazavzhdi loves.
Open hearts, sincere eyes,
There are not so many in the world.
Flowed tears of happiness every night
Promise forever to love.

Vaughn wore flowers in Volos,
I them grasa he I shte wind.
Sdavalsa long vzhe Doral,
Ale Koch schiro of the MOU children.
She wore flowers in her hair,
And they played it, and even the wind.
It seemed grown up,
But he loved purely, like children.

If you show up here, and our motor will stall,
Pencil tape you rewind back.
I believe that the gap can not be everything forever,
Because it does not burn, does not deteriorate and does not dry,
And if you suddenly passed the expiration date in hammered dates,
Let me get this straight, I want to hear
That the battle is lost, that killed my soldiers
And their commander also, in General, is breathing its last.

Adored as the Homeland did not love the country.

All the rooms, and I alone in the wood.

After all, they want the whole and not halves.

Today I am here with you - he lived and sang,
Hundredfold your love of all other false cases.
Who sang who world - would be bright,
Knows how to ashes burn to ashes.

I know somewhere there is a country without slush and thunderstorms
Here the two of us save up and buy the ticket there.