В последний раз (Last Time)

I just want to share the pain
I just want to share the pain

What’s out there? I saw glimmers, reflections of light on the water
People predict, but it always turns out the opposite
The pages take on the look of a madman, me
Dreams blare like a horn, and the lighthouse uselessly pours out
What will the day bring? Giving up the usual life from the masses
A blind poet defends his hands, and this time
Cold routines of city hustle
Are closer to him than family, since it’s not there, alas
This empty, tired soldier at first glance
Starts something, and it’s usual not to trust him
But as we know, all this luxury has its limits
And the cheap ones will break, I didn’t want to know them
And my class is way above, the sound of coins, debauchery
Pawns often, the king in checkers is a pro
So if that’s the case, rejoice, tired folks
I’m among my own, the rightest of the right

A-a-a, a-a-a
E-e, e-e, e-e

I just want to share the pain and quench the joy
On the stormiest day, at the unluckiest hour
To hug my loved ones one last time and protect myself
Wash with melted snow, God is our judge
I just want to share the pain and quench the joy
On the stormiest day, at the unluckiest hour
To hug my loved ones one last time and protect myself
Wash with melted snow, God is our judge

A lot of crap people gossip behind backs
But why, answer me (They send their regards), they send their regards?
I’m cutting off smiles on the face, rough
Don’t be my bro here in the loudspeaker, don’t be a friend to the crowd
How can I trust you if reason suddenly figured it out:
You’re Judas, Vasily, roll on where you rolled!
I’m loyal to the truth, and family will tell me who to avoid
Letting close, so I don’t mess up my biofield
Better alone, but loyal, otherwise fuck it
I’ll put thorns in my pocket, turn mountains to dust for my brother
Crucified, I’ll die calm anyway
Because my bravado can sum it up
Any question is not a question for us
Peaceful skies above your heads, pack
Without looking, I’ll lower my head on the block
I’m sure the executioner will get fucked right before the swing

I just want to share the pain and quench the joy
On the stormiest day, at the unluckiest hour
To hug my loved ones one last time and protect myself
Wash with melted snow, God is our judge
I just want to share the pain and quench the joy
On the stormiest day, at the unluckiest hour
To hug my loved ones one last time and protect myself
Wash with melted snow, God is our judge
I just want to share the pain and quench the joy
On the stormiest day, at the unluckiest hour
To hug my loved ones one last time and protect myself
Wash with melted snow, God is our judge
I just want to share the pain and quench the joy
On the stormiest day, at the unluckiest hour
To hug my loved ones one last time and protect myself
Wash with melted snow, God is our judge

I just want to share the pain
On the stormiest day, at the unluckiest hour
I just want to share the pain
On the stormiest day, at the unluckiest hour
I just want to share the pain
On the stormiest day, at the unluckiest hour
I just want to share the pain
On the stormiest day, at the unluckiest hour