& nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; In truth
Rarely do we hear: - you are not right
We are from those whose temper is more evil
Where, it is clear, among all
Right word, only his
Many of them are such dealers
We play the role of fathers
Just dig a little deeper
Immediately in sight-dumb as oak
Life after living and becoming gray
It's still burning like smoke
All the fault of disorder-grass
Everyone oppresses her rights
Truth is the essence of all its own
Its approach, its edges
Choice, time, pain, laughter
Your miscalculation and your success
There's no need to be false
Wait for a big love for yourself
Believe in the power of someone's words
Life on earth is evil
A bad world is ruled by a lie
Everyone involuntarily enters into it
Re-entered-wrinkles his mouth
As well as all-godlessly lies