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Учителям translation of lyrics

Also known as Знаем, где брод и где минные поля lyrics.

English translation of Учителям by ГРОТ

I look at life from above, as if leafing through a book

I try to imagine that tomorrow I will be gone

Cities are noisy, there are train, bus,

But will be quiet if I remain day

A heavenly hand touches my shoulder

And I throw myself on my knees: "Give me more time

I'll be the flagship, the icebreaker in the cold

Waking up before dawn, follow where I'm needed

Would I be the life, when all around mowing

I promise to finish everything I once gave up

Knock on everyone's door and let the horses wheeze

Let them throw stones at me, let them drive me out of there

Freeze in the gorges, but to get to the goal

Bytovuhi gray the mystery of the book paragraphs

Right now I'm ready to snap

Was so easy to passionately love our enemies

Get the pencil, happiness will draw

And I'm sorry for the days spent wasted"

Want a new angle on the old place?

Then imagine you find out you're gone tomorrow.

Let it stings like cynicism

Each death is a set of prisms

Thanks to our teachers

We know where the Ford is and where the minefields are

Let it stings like cynicism

Each death is a set of prisms

Thanks to our teachers

We know where the Ford is and where the minefields are

With her everything shone in the darkest corners

We suffered for years, she could do it in a day

Principles crashed, like happiness I saucers

Where I was silent and where it was necessary to shut up

Where is the conversation of the soul, where is the hysteria of the ego

How to see a snowflake in the porridge of urban snow

What is husk and what will be more expensive than diamond

Your death explained clearly and immediately

What does neglect mean, how to stand up for honor

All of you are pages of a textbook, I promise to read

To learn by heart your fate anthology

You or experience in my life, or in box ashes

Everyone who never got out of the pits

Dead or alive perelazovskiy friends

To all who gave themselves, who walked the edges

You are a miracle balm for my every flaw

Let it stings like cynicism

Each death is a set of prisms

Thanks to our teachers

We know where the Ford is and where the minefields are

Let it stings like cynicism

Each death is a set of prisms

Thanks to our teachers

We know where the Ford is and where the minefields are

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