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[Chorus]:
There,


In a dream I see foreign distances,

[Verse 1, Oxxxymiron]:
Well, wipe away the tears!
Whether it's their son, it's immediately clear that he is a leader.
Listen, if they ask you, you haven't seen anything.
And he is all in his father, nothing will come of him!

Who doesn't know her? The whole yard *assed.
What is it? Hands, I told someone!
They stole everything, but he was invincible.
Your child is closed and does not get along with the team.

March to Kindergarten! Friendly form. Two by two.
Once upon a time. Bash on bash. What, pissed? Not a boy?
Just look at yourself: here is a black eye, there is a bruise.
Hooligan, shame. How dare you, what have you become?

My something? Yes, everything is in the clouds, as in childhood, it hovers.
You are no better than others, miracles do not happen.
With her, but without a chance, he's a scarecrow in appearance!
Fuck you keep trying, bitch, you, what, faggot?!

Here, do a couple of pulls - the walls will fly.
Che, nishtyak, sixty each! Take it now.
Quiet hour. Your friends - "ten blacks" -
Everyone f*cks! Tell me where did you get it? Wrong!

Strict! As it came out, it sours every summer.
We're sorry, but we still don't have any vacancies.
As you were ungrateful, so life broke me.
On the gravestone, let them knock it out somehow more elegantly.

[Chorus]:
Where we are not, an unprecedented dawn burns.
Where we are not - the sea and the ruby ​​sunset.
Where we are not - the forest, like a malachite bracelet.
Where are we not? On the Swan Islands!
Where we are not! Hear me and pull me out of the pool.

Where mercy rules, where the shores are jelly.

[Verse 2, Oxxxymiron]:
You are my princess!
Your goal is to get the most out of her learning process.
We're in Geneva for a month, don't feel sorry for them, professor!
The younger one will be a beauty, and this one, so, in the appendage.

Sit up straight - there's a dining table, young lady.
What kind of wind is in your head, what kind of tone and manner are these?
They sang to me here, someone is aiming for the chair of the vice-mayor.
I would be ashamed, at least, to call my * folks in front of the children!

Tomorrow is an important milestone.
A private boarding house will correct her temper like a high-class osteopath.
Since passions boil like that, they will calm her down here at once!
Why is my father said to be a domineering sociopath?

Look, there is the same one, brand new, admire!
Wait, child, stay here for now after school.
The pastor kissed, climbed under a sundress:
"Do not resist, child, all deeds are for the glory of the Creator!

He himself is not a tyrant and despot, but you need to know your place;
And you are a good-for-nothing, klutz since childhood.
I give innovation to luxury - you are not in vain!
A creature from the dregs of society is not a match for you!

Eat them! You will add colors and shades to the gray routine.
Exclusive rehabilitation center.
How about the mood? We have a recovery.
Instead of congratulations, let him send something more modestly.

[Chorus]:
Where we are not, an unprecedented dawn burns.
Where we are not - the sea and the ruby ​​sunset.
Where we are not - the forest, like a malachite bracelet.
Where are we not? On the Swan Islands!
Where we are not! Hear me and pull me out of the pool.
Let me in my fictional city paved with gold.
In the darkness I see foreign distances,
Where mercy reigns and light over the shores.

Where we are not, an unprecedented dawn burns.
Where we are not - the sea and the ruby ​​sunset.
Where we are not - the forest, like a malachite bracelet.
Where are we not? On the Swan Islands!
Where we are not! Hear me and pull me out of the pool.
Lead me to my fictional city paved with gold.
In the darkness I see foreign distances,
Where mercy reigns and light over the shores,
Where we are not...

About the song Oxxxymiron - Where we are not

  • "Where we are not" is the final track of the album. The first verse is about Mark's childhood, the second is about Alice. "An understandable linear narrative about a person, entirely composed of disparate direct speech that he hears throughout his life," explains Miron himself.

    What else is interesting in this track: It's not even that Oksimiron developed the genre of storytelling in Russian to its logical limit, making storytelling the concept of an entire album. More importantly, the last track from this album is a standalone storytelling in itself. And the basic narrative technique here is unique. Mutually opposed stories of two people growing up are told through fragments of phrases of parents, educators, classmates, doctors. The tragic connection of the characters left behind the scenes is not directly pronounced, but is guessed from the comparison of the verses with the chorus. Incredible work with both intonation and presentation, as well as with the style of numerous phrases belonging to episodic characters of various ages and classes. The polyphonic story merges into an integral composition about the fatal separation, the cosmic loneliness of a person in society, which is predetermined by the very structure of the rigidly stratified universal City. website

Additional Information

Lyrics of the song Oxxxymiron - Where we are not.
Album "GORGOROD".
Text author: Oxxxymiron (Miron Fedorov).
Zhenya Murodshoeva speaks in Kira's voice.
Additional vocals on the track: Porchy.
Produced by Scady & Porchy.
Recording: Max Kravtsov.
Mixing: Max Kravtsov.
Mastering: Max Kravtsov.
Studio "Contact". City of St. Petersburg.
November 13, 2015.

Chorus:




Well, wipe away the tears!
Whether it's their son, it's immediately clear that he is a leader.
Listen, if they ask you, you haven't seen anything.
And he is all like his father, nothing will come of him!

Who doesn't know her? The whole yard *assed.
What is it? Hands, I told someone!
They stole everything, but he was invincible.
Your child himself here and does not get along with the team.

March to Kindergarten! Friendly form. Two by two.
Once upon a time. Bash on bash. What, pissed? Not a boy?
Just look at yourself: here is a black eye, there is a bruise.
Hooligan, shame. How dare you, what have you become?

My something? Yes, everything is in the clouds, as in childhood, it hovers.
You are no better than others, miracles do not happen.
With her, but without a chance, he's a scarecrow in appearance!
Fuck you keep trying, bitch, you, what, faggot?!

Here, do a couple of pulls - the walls will fly.
Che, nishtyak, sixty each! Take it now.
Quiet hour. Your friends - "ten blacks" -
Everyone f*cks! Tell me where did you get it? Wrong!

Strict! As it came out, it sours every summer.
We're sorry, but we still don't have any vacancies.
As you were ungrateful, so life broke me.
On the gravestone, let them knock it out somehow more elegantly.

Chorus:
Where we are not, an unprecedented dawn burns.
Where we are not - the sea and the ruby ​​sunset.
Where we are not - the forest, like a malachite bracelet.
Where are we not? On the Swan Islands!
Where we are not! Hear me and pull me out of the pool.
Lead me to my fictional city paved with gold.
In a dream, I see foreign distances;
Where mercy rules, where the shores are jelly.

You are my princess!
Your goal is to get the most out of her learning process.
We're in Geneva for a month, don't feel sorry for them, professor!
The younger one will be a beauty, and this one, so, in the appendage.

Sit up straight - there's a dining table, young lady.
What kind of wind is in your head, what kind of tone and manner are these?
They sang to me here, someone is aiming for the chair of the vice-mayor.
I would be ashamed, at least, to call my * folks in front of the children!

Tomorrow is an important milestone.
A private boarding house will correct her temper like a high-class osteopath.
Since passions boil like that, they will calm her down here at once!
Why is my father said to be a domineering sociopath?

Look, there is the same one, brand new, admire!
Wait, child, stay here for now after school.
The shepherd kissed, climbed under the sundress:
"Do not resist, child, all deeds are for the glory of the Creator!

He himself is not a tyrant and despot, but you need to know your place,
And you are a good-for-nothing, klutz since childhood.
I give innovation to luxury - you are not in vain!
A creature from the dregs of society is not a match for you!

Eat them! You will add colors and shades to the gray routine.
Exclusive rehabilitation center.
How about the mood? We have a recovery.
Instead of congratulations, let him send something more modestly.

Chorus:
Where we are not, an unprecedented dawn burns.
Where we are not - the sea and the ruby ​​sunset.
Where we are not - the forest, like a malachite bracelet.
Where are we not? On the Swan Islands!
Where we are not! Hear me and pull me out of the pool.
Lead me to my fictional city paved with gold.
In a dream, I see foreign distances;
Where mercy rules, where the shores are jelly. chorus:







Come wiped the tears!
How different their son, one can see that he is - the leader.
Listen, if you ask, you have not seen anything.
And it is all in his father out of it will not work!

Who doesn't know it then? * Osala around the yard.
What is it? Hands, who I said!
All stolen and been unbeaten.
Your child is here and he does not get along with the team.

The march to kindergarten! friendly form. Two by two.
Once upon a time. Bash at the Bash. Che zassal? Don't kid?
Just look at yourself, then black eye, a bruise there.
Hooligan, stydoba. How dare you, what do you become?

my something? Yes, everything is in the clouds, as a child, hovers.
You "re no better than others, there are no miracles.
With her, but without a chance, he's pugalische to mind!
Hooley you "re all clever bitch, you che, PID * p ?!

In making a couple of drafts - the walls of the flight.
Che nishtyak, sixty! Bury today.
Quiet time. Your friends - " Ten Little Indians " -
All the n*zdyat! Tell me where from? Awry!

Strogacha! As the left - and leavens every summer.
We are sorry, but we still do not have the same jobs.
As you were ungrateful, since my life is broken.
On the gravestone let beat out sometime in chic.

chorus:
Where we do not have - an unprecedented lit dawn.
Where we have - the sea and the sunset ruby.
Where we have - the forest as malachite bracelet.
Where do we not? On the Swan Islands!
Where we have! Hear me and pulled out of the pool.
Lead in my fictional town paved with gold.
In the dream, I see given victuals;
where charity right where the shore and honey.

Well you my princess!
Your goal: to squeeze everything out of her learning process.
We are in Geneva for a month, do not feel sorry for them, Professor!
The youngest is a beauty, and this because, in the appendage.

Sit up straight - there is a dining table, young lady.
What's the wind in mind that in the tone and manner of these?
I then sang, someone in the seat of vice-mayor marks.
Ashamed to be, at least, their * lyadyam ring when children!

Tomorrow is an important stage.
Private pension fix its character as a high osteopath.
If so passions are, it's just here to settle down!
Why about the father insists that he is commanding a sociopath?

Take a look on, there is the same, the new, admire!
Wait a minute, child after school until stay here.
Shepherd kissed, climbed under the sundress:
" Do not fight it, child, all things the glory of the Creator!

Himself not a tyrant and a despot, but it is necessary to know its place,
And you - unlucky, nedotepa since childhood.
I give the luxury of innovation - do not gift it!
Creature from the dregs of society do not match!

Eat them! Add the gray routine of colors, shades.
The exclusive rehabilitation center.
How mood? We have a cure.
Instead, let send greetings somehow are modest.

chorus:
Where we do not have - an unprecedented lit dawn.
Where we have - the sea and the sunset ruby.
Where we have - the forest as malachite bracelet.
Where do we not? On the Swan Islands!
Where we have! Hear me and pulled out of the pool.
Lead in my fictional town paved with gold.
In the dream, I see given victuals;
where charity right where the shore and honey.

Chorus:




Well, wipe away the tears!
Whether it's their son, it's immediately clear that he is a leader.
Listen, if they ask you, you haven't seen anything.
And he is all like his father, nothing will come of him!

Who doesn't know her? The whole yard *assed.
What is it? Hands, I told someone!
They stole everything, but he was invincible.
Your child himself here and does not get along with the team.

March to Kindergarten! Friendly form. Two by two.
Once upon a time. Bash on bash. What, pissed? Not a boy?
Just look at yourself: here is a black eye, there is a bruise.
Hooligan, shame. How dare you, what have you become?

My something? Yes, everything is in the clouds, as in childhood, it hovers.
You are no better than others, miracles do not happen.
With her, but without a chance, he's a scarecrow in appearance!
Fuck you keep trying, bitch, you, what, faggot?!

Here, do a couple of pulls - the walls will fly.
Che, nishtyak, sixty each! Take it now.
Quiet hour. Your friends - \ "Ten negligns \" -
Everyone f*cks! Tell me where did you get it? Wrong!

Strict! As it came out, it sours every summer.
We're sorry, but we still don't have any vacancies.
As you were ungrateful, so life broke me.
On the gravestone, let them knock it out somehow more elegantly.

Chorus:
Where we are not, an unprecedented dawn burns.
Where we are not - the sea and the ruby ​​sunset.
Where we are not - the forest, like a malachite bracelet.
Where are we not? On the Swan Islands!
Where we are not! Hear me and pull me out of the pool.
Lead me to my fictional city paved with gold.
In a dream, I see foreign distances;
Where mercy rules, where the shores are jelly.

You are my princess!
Your goal is to get the most out of her learning process.
We're in Geneva for a month, don't feel sorry for them, professor!
The younger one will be a beauty, and this one, so, in the appendage.

Sit up straight - there's a dining table, young lady.
What kind of wind is in your head, what kind of tone and manner are these?
They sang to me here, someone is aiming for the chair of the vice-mayor.
I would be ashamed, at least, to call my * folks in front of the children!

Tomorrow is an important milestone.
A private boarding house will correct her temper like a high-class osteopath.
Since passions boil like that, they will calm her down here at once!
Why is my father said to be a domineering sociopath?

Look, there is the same one, brand new, admire!
Wait, child, stay here for now after school.
The shepherd kissed, climbed under the sundress:
\"Do not resist, child, everything is for the glory of the Creator!

He himself is not a tyrant and despot, but you need to know your place,
And you are a good-for-nothing, klutz since childhood.
I give innovation to luxury - you are not in vain!
A creature from the dregs of society is not a match for you!

Eat them! You will add colors and shades to the gray routine.
Exclusive rehabilitation center.
How about the mood? We have a recovery.
Instead of congratulations, let him send something more modestly.

Chorus:
Where we are not, an unprecedented dawn burns.
Where we are not - the sea and the ruby ​​sunset.
Where we are not - the forest, like a malachite bracelet.
Where are we not? On the Swan Islands!
Where we are not! Hear me and pull me out of the pool.
Lead me to my fictional city paved with gold.
In a dream, I see foreign distances;
Where mercy rules, where the shores are jelly.