"Supreme Measure of Social Protection"

An experimental abstract hip-hop music album.

Год Таер. 2025.

Высшая мера социальной защиты

Je regarde.mp3

La Paul Song

jdmfessh- shedon’tluvyou (slowed)

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Secunda

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Eyez On Da Prize by 
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Underworld Chapter I

Eyez On Da Prize (feat. SYCHO & Dojamane)

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R.I.P Kevin

Lyrics:
I can't believe I let you get away

You were alone
You left the lights on in your room,
I turned them off for you
You clipped the straw
till I had nothing left to offer you
I hope you don't regret
(I hope you don't regret)
your tattoo
(your tattoo)
I had to look away
(I had to look away)
what was I supposed to do?

I can't believe I let you get away
I thought you wouldn't leave
You took apart of me
I thought you wouldn't leave
I wish that it was me
I can't believe I let you get away

icantbelieveiletyougetaway

adore - did i tell u that i miss u (slowed+looped)

IV. Triumph of My Will to Live
1
It feels right to be no one else.
 Nothing is far, and everything is attainable.
 When the sun dies,
 people will find it a replacement.
I saw her beauty, pride, and purity —
 all else is within me.
 That something is difficult now does not mean
 it will always be so.
This summer turned out rainy,
 damp, cozy, making me rethink
 that lingering smoke of your cigarette,
 and the pillow already grown thin.
And cities, and factories, and fields —
 all this is our dear and native home.
 Let the new day outrun the yesterday
 with its merry, joyful labor!
Love as an act has no verb.
 And the moist cool evening
 blows in the balcony window.
Chorus
Behind me — empty space,
 thousands of versts, all stars and grass.
 Like your heavy adornment,
 I’ve preserved beliefs and words.
Your lights are lovelier than stars and rainbows,
 your road to the sun has been laid.
 You walk across the land — and there is no barrier
 that could make you stop.
2
To listen to the city — that’s ambient marketing,
 the greatest sound design of the one
 who created this world
 in which the main notes are you and I.
In dissonance, consonance —
 everything sounds, everything is beautiful,
 even if silent, or if the
 crumbling apartment blocks roar.
To be merciless in just
 hatred of the enemy —
 that’s what the supreme measure of social protection
 is for.
All roads are open to us in the world,
 and the earth itself offers us its bow.
 It’s no wonder our flowers and children grow,
 and the heavy fields stand in grain.
I walk toward the evening dawn
 along the Volga embankment.
 My desire for you —
 is the triumph of my will to live.
Chorus
Behind me — empty space,
 thousands of versts, all stars and grass.
 Like your heavy adornment,
 I’ve preserved beliefs and words.
Your lights are lovelier than stars and rainbows,
 your road to the sun has been laid.
 You walk across the land — and there is no barrier
 that could make you stop.

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Lyrics and music by Pavel Ivanov aka Год Таер

"Supreme Measure of Social Protection"

An experimental abstract hip-hop music album.

Год Таер. 2025.

Торжество моей воли к жизни

III. Supreme Measure of Social Protection
1
Do what is meaningful, not what is easy.
 Images of the unique, the beautiful, the inspiring,
 dreamed, hated, loved,
 exalted — all merged into one.
Since childhood I saw myself at once
 as Luffy and as Sanji.
 In Command and Conquer I always played
 only for the GDI.
Your smile melts my heart,
 a trigger like a cigarette on a black-and-white movie screen.
 I feel ashamed sometimes
 for working poorly — but maybe that’s okay.
Want to — let’s leave somewhere
 again, for good, overseas, for long?
 Most of all I want to come to you and lie beside you,
 knowing we have an enormous tomorrow.
2
And the only way out then,
 in those cold, gray winter days,
 was only the supreme measure of social protection
 toward myself. In short — I came to the edge,
beyond which was either stoicism or suicide.
 But I overcame it,
 because I met you and chose a third path.
 In your voice and movement glinted
the unceremoniousness of youth.
 Society thinks it’s bad,
 not to be a stereotypical man.
 And in some way it’s right. Where is the border?
When you can no longer
 quietly weep with a prayer in the night,
 and only warmth and healed scars remain —
 into a new bright, joyful, complicated life.

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Lyrics and music by Pavel Ivanov aka Год Таер

"Supreme Measure of Social Protection"

An experimental abstract hip-hop music album.

Год Таер. 2025.

I. You Said Why Dedicate Poems to Me
1
You said: “Why dedicate poems to me
 if it’s easier to give flowers?”
 There was a grain of truth in that joke. It was clear: you weren’t speaking of the body,
 but of the joyful and boundless force.
And that broke down the borders inside me.
 And in that was all that was needed:
 new thinking, a rebirth.
 Let us then be radiant in deeds and in life.
One day I’ll finish watching Euphoria in euphoria with you.
 Everyone tells me: stay yourself
 but I want to become something greater than I am.
 How does a rave sound over Pyongyang?
You are a king: live alone. On a free road
 go where your free mind draws you.
 You know, homeland above all — it’s kind of cool
 to preserve a Proustian sense of the world within.
2
Let it go on and on,
 let it lead nowhere.
 In the warm, delicate moonlight
 the leaves do not stir.
Copper sun, warm wind blowing in my face.
 You can touch the sky with your hand.
 What power does a man have
 who doesn’t even ask for the thinnest tenderness?
How sensual and powerful
 your locks, glowing with copper,
 under the light from a still of a Trier film —
 the half-darkness, a glass, cigarette smoke, a teapot.
Labor, love, the state, service to the state,
 order, family, social protection —
 No, we will not be judged by success,
 our descendants will only ask how loudly we cried “Yes!”,
how brightly in us burned the flame of will.
 Love of the homeland is no crime.
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Lyrics and music by Pavel Ivanov aka Год Таер

"Supreme Measure of Social Protection"

An experimental abstract hip-hop music album.

Год Таер. 2025.

Ты говорила зачем мне посвящать стихи

II. God Is Gone
1
Home. To bed, tired —
 I’m so glad, my dear,
 my tender, sweet sunshine,
 that I’m better than you.
At the sight of her,
 the will to live awoke in me again —
 it always rises in us when we remember
 beauty and happiness.
The intensity of passionate love
 triumphing over despair.
 I would like to be the man you see in me.
 You know, I can do anything, I will do everything.
My heart is not stone.
 Forgive me for love —
 I can’t be otherwise.
I wake — and I see: the dawn,
 dew on the grass, and silence all around.
 Even the birds are mute.
Chorus
God is gone.
 God is gone.
 God is gone.
2
To keep forever this evening in my chest —
 you need something behind you.
 I will reach to the heavens and the depths
 and become entirely yours.
Your perfume recalled the sunset with the one
 I now remember only
 when slipping into that space
 between waking and sleep.
As if I lay under a warm breeze
 that holds your
 sleeping silhouette on my knees,
 the roof of a house, first piercing rays.
Love made me human,
 and it also killed the human in me,
 for it reached toward the Divine,
 which is incommensurable with anything human.
And light breaks in the wet mist.
 Do you believe in happiness on Earth?
Chorus
God is gone.
 God is gone.
 God is gone.

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Lyrics and music by Pavel Ivanov aka Год Таер

"Supreme Measure of Social Protection"

An experimental abstract hip-hop music album.

Год Таер. 2025.

Бога нет

V. And My Dear Replied
1
As if I’d absorbed so much already,
 and still not enough.
 Don’t despair, keep going —
 the best experience is practice.
You gathered into yourself
 what was once the best of me.
 And it feels awkward to repeat
 yet again what I said
to others before you, at the dawn of a new day.
 Still gnawing at me, that joke about flowers and poems.
 To be serious is foolish and vulgar —
 but it simply struck me.
For I am among those lovers
 who lay claim to who-knows-what,
 and yet can offer as a gift
 only their heart.
Chorus
And my dear replied:
 — I wish with all my soul:
 if death, then instant,
 if wound — then small.
2
To try to slip in a joke
 in the spirit of Bogdan Lisevsky?
 I’ve fallen out of love with name-dropping,
 but sometimes you can’t do without it.
A true artist creates for eternity.
 There is no life after death.
 The bourgeoisie has set in place a monolithic
 dictatorship with no way out.
A sense of comfortable
 and hopeful solitude.
 Leaves rustle with the velvet of autumn,
 though it’s only June.
Though it’s only night
 in which I reconsider what
 will be important for you too.
 Everything passes, smiling gently.
Chorus
And my dear replied:
 — I wish with all my soul:
 if death, then instant,
 if wound — then small.

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Lyrics and music by Pavel Ivanov aka Год Таер

"Supreme Measure of Social Protection"

An experimental abstract hip-hop music album.

Год Таер. 2025.

И родная отвечала

the office theme song but it's lofi and sad

the office

New sincerity

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