Текст песни Роман Филипов - Отсюда до угла, а там направо..

From the corner,
And there ... right
There where a woman.
Pass lane
And it will be street
And further,
Past the bar,
Slowly,
How easy walk.
All the cities to look terrible
Not only lies,
Trembling gate,
What you throw
Questions polytheism
Out of the darkness
And the smell Kopotnya,
Which
Is it possible to get lost
In my country,
In any of its limits.
In a country where two weeks
To the border
One way,
The paid-bed.
Living
Fourth arrow dial.
With the sole purpose -
Will not stop.
My destiny
The absurdity and humpback.
My. Do not shoot. Do not shoot ...
And it becomes part of the total flow
My cars on toll roads.
Bar code name given by God,
Dimming faded salary
Night skies,
With the clear moonlight
Zalёtsya heart to the brim with sadness
On the same street,
On the other side of the planet,
Where do you no longer met.