Я мечтаю вернуться с войны,
На которой родился и рос,
На руинах нищей страны
Под дождями из слез.
Но не предан земле тиран,
Объявивший войну стране,
И не видно конца и края
Этой войне.

Я пророчить не берусь,
Но точно знаю, что вернусь,
Пусть даже через сто веков
В страну не дураков, а гениев.
И, поверженный в бою,
Я воскресну и спою
На первом дне рождения страны,
Вернувшейся с войны.

А когда затихают бои,
На привале, а не в строю,
Я о мире и о любви
Сочиняю и пою.
Облегченно вздыхают враги,
А друзья говорят: ты устал...
Ошибаются те и другие:
Это - привал.

Я завтра снова в бой сорвусь,
Но точно знаю, что вернусь,
Пусть даже через сто веков
В страну не дураков, а гениев.
И, поверженный в бою,
Я воскресну и спою
На первом дне рождения страны,
Вернувшейся с войны.

С войны - вернусь.
Вернусь. 

Your man on the road, he doing promo
You said keep our business
On the low-low
I'm just tryna get you out the friend zone
'Cause you look even better than the photos
I can't find your house, send me the info
Driving through the gated residential
Found out I [bad word] 
Sent your friends home
Keep on tryna hide it
But your friends know

I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm [bad word] up, that's the real me
When I'm [bad word] up, that's the real me, yeah
I only [bad word] you when it's half past five
The only time I'd ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm [bad word] up, that's the real me
When I'm [bad word] up, that's the real me, babe

I'ma let you know and keep it simple
Tryna keep it up, don't seem so simple
I just [bad word] two [bad word] 
'fore I saw you
You gon' have to do it at my tempo
Always tryna send me off to rehab
 [bad word] start to feeling
Like it's decaf
I'm just tryna live life for the moment
And all these [bad word] want a real love

I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm [bad word] up, that's the real me
When I'm [bad word] up, that's the real me, yeah
I only [bad word] you when it's half past five
The only time I'd ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm [bad word] up, that's the real me
When I'm [bad word] up, that's the real me, babe

Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes
Who are you to judge, who are you to judge?
Hide your lies, girl, hide your lies
Only you to [bad word]  only you

I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm [bad word] up, that's the real me
When I'm [bad word] up, that's the real me, yeah
I only [bad word] you when it's half past five
The only time I'd ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm [bad word] up, that's the real me
When I'm [bad word] up, that's the real me, babe

Ewedihalehu
Yene konjo, ewedihalehu
Yene fikir, fikir, fikir, fikir
Yene fikir, fikir, fikir, fikir

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