Текст песни Цыпкин Сергей - Дорога с намеком на млечность

Leave
Do not torment Eternity schedule
Road with a wet on the lamp
Does not tolerate counting steps
Do not put it
Fingers pointing signs
I want to get lost in the darkness
Medium Wet Night Clouds

And raise a rustling stars
Just sandals removed
After all, for someone, these roads are created -
Surely not for me ...

Fatigue,
Doubts and fears left,
I fought in your labyrinth
As in the window white mole
So few
In fact need for happiness
Pass through your own casting
And give yourself a major role

And raise a rustling stars
Just sandals removed
After all, for someone, these roads are created -
Surely not for me ...

I survived
In the swamps with straight corners
Where goes out the cheerful flame -
It is impossible to burn on the rank
Closer
To the road with a hint of lace
Where is near love and carelessness
I still hope to have time

And raise a rustling stars
Just sandals removed
After all, for someone, these roads are created -
Surely not for me ...