Текст песни Аля Дульцева - Погоня

Old bells
have long been removed.
Will have something to remember
before the crucifixion.
There will be something to be sad about
on the doorstep
There will be something to be silent about
before the road, and again on the road.
Lullaby for the restless
knock
wheels on the rail.
We're running away from turn time
And we consider the night as a measure
space ...
It's okay, it's time to wake up.
The final station is coming soon
exit to the city and home ... but you
dissatisfied.
You, apparently, even in a dream
apparently even in a dream
stubbornly whispering: "The chase ..."