Tuesday, November 20

To Μπορντέλο του Gogol

If we are here not to do
what you and I wanna do
and go forever crazy with it
why the hell are we even here?

there was never any good old days
they are today, they are tomorrow
it's a stupid thing we say
cursing tomorrow with sorrow...

when we stand here in a row
looking like a bunch of heroes
I know that-a deep inside
nothing more but bunch of zeros

skolko utetchki tepla
vot takaja vot subda
nam segodnja suzdena
a bti mezget chto kogda da-j povezet!

steppin' on the trail of Ultimate
I would never choose to die
so give me the rest of all the secrets
give me new culture of life