Текст песни Алексей Копкин - Странники жизни

Someone has a lot of bad things in life
Someone - good, we neither one nor the other
We quietly turn the pages of life
Woodlice plants sewn from leaves
We sit quietly in corners and shelves
And we always fall asleep on pins and needles
And in the morning we look at impartial distances
And we ask - we would not be allowed to die there

And there, too, someone will be looking
In turn, the back, substituting the whip
Or eating a nice gingerbread
Walking along the road like a mad wanderer
And still others are just like us
They will stand there among the noisy grass
They will look at the stars together
And sing quiet songs in an undertone
As we stand here we sing these songs
But everyone thinks only about his own