Текст песни Олег Горте - Мы не ангелы

Hundreds of footprints remain on the road after us
we step forward confidently and do not look back
And when it's not too late to look back, it's not difficult - as always
Leaving for later, carefree in step we move forward

After all, we are not angels and we do not rush to the top
But just guests in this world that are tired of this bastard war
Although not angels, but in this never-ending darkness,
do not bend under that world of temptations like that bunch of bastards

All ordinary illegal immigrants who live in this place are meaningless
who has empty pockets, who desperately goes to the bottom
No one cares about them, no fame, no money, only one thing - they didn't fall into the mud with faces, they didn't get covered in public fuss ..