Текст песни Тамбурин - Спешащий В Путь

Hurrying to the road will always find a pretext,
To get away from home
We can only hear the head of the steps
In silent walls of the corridor,
And he is impassable and hidden
For greedy eyes looking into the slit
And incomprehensible to those who bother
With someone's warmth of his bed,
Hurrying to the road will always find an excuse ...

Hurrying to the path will always find a moment,
To get away from home
No need to turn off the light in the kitchen, -
Let it be as everyone acquainted.
Will remain hanging in the corner of the coat,
Forgotten by the inhabitant of the hallway,
And the pain of unspoken words
Fill the emptiness will not be able to
Hurrying to the way will always find a moment ...