Слова:
Восточная Песня

I'm long gone from vertical, Somewhere south is stopping me I'm long gone from the american dream, You may decide it's something new I'm long gone but

I'm not gonna make you croon Something else, something new I'm not gonna make you dream Suicide is something mean I'm not gonna make you gruel It's something

I can read, I can write I can breathe, proven fact Bless my greed, greased unfold Is it me, or my ego Write some words, make them rhyme Pieces for, story

No Crowded eastern street, No sound of passing feet; Far to the left and far to right, The prairie snows spread far and white; Yet still to us is born

Переклад: Індонезія пісні. Східна конференція All Stars.

Переклад: Нірвана. Junkyard / Token Східна пісня.

Переклад: Нірвана. Token Східна пісня народилася на звалищі.

No Crowded eastern street, No sound of passing feet; Far to the left and far to right, The prairie snows spread far and white; Yet still to us is born

I can read, I can write I can breathe, proven fact Bless my greed, greased unfold Is it me, or my ego Write some words, make them rhyme Pieces for, story