52 Герца [52 Gerca] [English translation]

I'll stay with a smile if I lie under the ground.

For me it's opposite, through the stars to the hardships.

Losing the good, find the bad.

I'm just a wanderer in this huge field.

I'll stay with a smile if I lie under the ground.

For me it's opposite, through the stars to the hardships.

Losing the good, find the bad.

I'm just a wanderer in this huge field.

Another quarrel at home, screams.

I run from there, but I see the same picture in the mornings.

Being a troublemaker is the best I can.

Mom, I'm so tired. I notice I'm going to the bottom.

Raising my hands for help together with me

No, leave me! I'm native here, these waves are my love.

Sometimes it hurts so much that the heart is already bursting at the seams.

Forgive me, my soul, I know that I've mistaken.

Under the clear sky, childishly squinting from the sun,

I hold my way home but long ago lost tranquility in these walls.

And how to swim if your ballast is sadness and pain?

If everything that was heartful, means nothing.

Wish I were in my own four walls.

Where only you and I, I understand, a lot of resentments.

I made hurt so that it was easier for me to leave.

Forgive me, be happy and take care of yourself.

I'll stay with a smile if I lie under the ground.

For me it's opposite, through the stars to the hardships.

Losing the good, find the bad.

I'm just a wanderer in this huge field.

I'll stay with a smile if I lie under the ground.

For me it's opposite, through the stars to the hardships.

Losing the good, find the bad.

I'm just a wanderer in this huge field.

And I'm again on the sloping, alco, mj

Strangers shake my hand and call me native.

Ahhh fu! I screw everything and get to extremity again.

What's the trouble? What're you standing in doors? Don't hesitate.

I'd fly away, taking with me the dream.

Life throws me loneliness, I'm afraid I'm gonna accept it.

I sink into the abyss, and I feel, perhaps, here is my place.

Don't get too close, I'm here just for a moment.

Turning the soul inside out and often for the wrong ones.

And knowing the weak points, they all beat stronger at them.

Sometimes disgusting, I ain't argue, they say alone isn't a warrior in the field.

But I'm not alone, brother and I are both here.

Gleb, how are you, my dear, is everything alright?

I miss you so much, brother, don't have enough words.

I would leave it all with no regrets and come to Almaty.

Just to hug you, to get rid of the void in the heart.

Let's take another one, but only together.

As if we drink a tea, dear, just like in childhood.

Merely for mood, take alcohol.

Pour brother, for the heartwarming conversation.

I'll stay with a smile if I lie under the ground.

For me it's opposite, through the stars to the hardships.

Losing the good, find the bad.

I'm just a wanderer in this huge field.

I'm stoned in four walls with a mood for 10 out of 10.

A couple more weed hits on the second with a mood on all 10, together!

The devil tells me "Don't be stupid, but act."

I'm staying downwards even being unknown.

One aim, how to grab more cash,

How would I gather my thoughts without becoming a mock for them?

Stoned faces, on the backseat high as fuck.

Almost on the edge, in the salon all with red eyes.

In four walls with a mood for 10 out of 10.

A couple more weed hits on the second with a mood on all 10, together!

The devil tells me "Don't be stupid, but act."

I'm staying downwards even being unknown.