Текст песни Марк Апрельский - Верю

Arrested with confiscation of honor
Any wizard will learn humility
One drawing routes for revenge
Another will draw plans for retreat.

On this paradise on the edges of copies
We so wanted to look sneak
Melt frivolously and clap eyes
Holding the door open

I do not know I do not know anything or anything
I don't know, I just believe
I do not know I do not know anything or anything
I don't know, I just believe
The sun is burning for us
Still burning for us
The sun is burning for us
While burning for us
The sun is burning for us
While burning for us
The sun is burning for us

And those who drank for the coming of Woodstock are alive
And those who threw guitars into tanks are alive
Tribunal Filial has placed thirty points
Across the jailer and the walls of the barracks

From clay that idols are molded in hands
A dozen a week
And each new is more beautiful than the previous ones.
And yesterday's idol / incomprehensible / satire
Restless Freedom Prefers Serenity

I do not know I do not know anything or anything
I don't know, I just believe
I do not know I do not know anything or anything
I don't know, I just believe
The sun is burning in me
While burning for us
The sun is burning for us
While burning in me
The sun is burning in me
While burning for us
The sun is burning for us

But breaking through the asphalt seed
Someone makes you think about the main thing
You knew better than us that all the time
And here it came, but someone dismantled all the stones

And can knock his fist on the desk
Wizard of Chronic / Pain? / Humility
And against the full gray put on the map
Memory of the fallen is not subject to corruption

I do not know I do not know anything or anything
I don't know, I just believe
I do not know I do not know anything or anything
I don't know, I just believe
The sun is burning in me
While burning in me
The sun is burning in me
While burning in me
The sun is burning in me
While burning in me
The sun is burning in me