Текст песни Кузя BAND - Перекрёстки

CROSSROADS

Crossroads, corridors - trains got lost
Circled semaphores in the wrong place and not here
I've already reached the edge
I was lost in doubts
I was looking for the gates of paradise
But I always knocked on the wrong ones

and again a little worried and a little out of sorts
I will set the coordinates to move towards you
Parachute is already packed
The route has been verified on the map - I know it
Trampled on the ground all my life
And now I'm leaving,
gonna fly Now,
gonna fly Now,
I'm flying away for you ...

i will paint the wings white
I will fill a full tank
I will become extremely brave
to take this step

and arms outstretched in a cross
and standing on tiptoe
I get up on the windowsill
and I open the window to the heck ...