07.05.2024
Oxxxymiron - Прекрасное Далёко (Prekrasnoye Dalyoko) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
Translation
The Beautiful Is Far Away
From West to Southeast
In mazes, blocks of high-rise buildings
Beyond the pain threshold
We wander in search of the beautiful Dalek
From West to Southeast
In mazes, blocks of high-rise buildings
Beyond the pain threshold
We wander in search of the beautiful Dalek
Maybe I'm praying
Maybe I'm going to the pit
Is the world a berry morse
Is it plaintive blues
Aerial wedding Waltz
Pulse quickens
Absurd mourning jazz
The load is lowered
In case of senile illness, I smoke with a pussy in the entrance
I look at my fate in the God mode in the context
Vasilyevskaya strelka on a non - dormant breget
I take myself to museums
Dragging my corpse in a bag
We bark to our heart's content at the caravan
On me, the ligature is haram
Time is reversed
And the mustachioed second will announce to us:
'Gentlemen, turn the drum!'
From the West to the Southeast
In mazes, blocks of high-rise buildings
Beyond the pain threshold
We wander in search of the beautiful Dalek
From West to Southeast
In mazes, blocks of high-rise buildings
Beyond the pain threshold
We wander in search of the beautiful Dalek
In camps, on the strict, in prisons
Fucking beautiful, though far away
Oper was thinking about the high, he was thinking about the post
The dealer was thinking about high, he was thinking about demand
And I was thinking about my age of survival
While riding a scooter in Moscow City I
Your life-being — AYE,
But you would have lived there-stayed there — fucked up
They decide for us and violate our rights
Or we violate, and they ask for our rights
The rap intelligentsia is leaving
Vladi now knows what to do in Greece
There is no envy that the neighbor's grass is greener
After all, then the neighbor will be accepted faster
And I'm dragging my corpse in a bag past the mausoleum
North of us is only Korea
Some Kids Need Avengers and Hello Kitty
Other children need a 'sober parent' service
And I'm drinking and writing like Khayyam
If your scum is on me, it's haram
From West to Southeast
In mazes, blocks of high-rise buildings
Beyond the pain threshold
We wander in search of the beautiful Dalek
From West to Southeast
In mazes, blocks of high-rise buildings
Beyond the pain threshold
We wander in search of the beautiful Dalek
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