Рашн инглиш

Hello everybody womans and mens. Па-па-па-па. Today, today I'm singing to song би-ба-биба-ба-ба. It's beautiful day to Moscow and Saint-Petersburg. Ой-ой-ой-ой-ой. In street to rain ва-ва-ва. But I'm going to bus station. I'm buy two bread, tram to battle migration. This is UFC, gong, ралушей. I wake up in the morning. Все как всегда, но не так. Солнце светит на бетон, люди бегут туда-сюда. I want to build my face not for Instagram, But for fight. I know life is no game. This is consequence, not lie. Moscow and Petersburg two sides of my heart. One is smoke, another is blood. I can feel my soul, but not my mind. I'm singing in the rain by fate, By pride. I'm working for bread, but it's taste like dusty Dream. I see humans in metro, they are living In strict motion. I hear once, I hear two. They cannot speak, but they can fool. I'm not bad, I'm not good. I'm simply an adult too. Moscow and Petersburg two lives, Two gods, but one is snake. Another is I feel my skin, but not my Side. I'm singing like it's last pride. I'm no philosopher, but I feel pain. I'm no painter, but I draw rain. I'm no God, but I'm from destiny. I'm no name, but I'm reality. So I say hello everybody womans and mens. Do you understand? I'm not joking, I'm not mess. I'm the sound of the human stress. I'm singing to rain, to life, to loss. I'm going by bus Not to go, But увернуться.