Текст песни Вадим Демидов - Дорога дурака

Only a mile to the goal, half a hundred at the bottom of the bottle
And August is nervously rainy
Big mac heart beats, tongue is like an old shoe
Chews a leisurely motive

At the rain bar you became a part of me
How the blood spread inside
We got so drunk then that the rainwater
Lost her power

Guitar in one hand, ___ in your other hand
I walked half the sky ____ dear fool
Without star distances, __ without river banks
Guitar in one hand, ____ in your other hand

Only a mile to the goal, all the more exotic places
And all the meandering tract
At the bottom of the U2 soul well drunks sing
And they don't care about the contract

Guitar in one hand, your hand in the other
I walked half the sky dear fool
Without distances of stars, without banks, a river
Guitar in one hand, your hand in the other

Less than a mile to the goal, devils tails between their legs
Friends pursed their lips
We cannot help ourselves, we hold the whole night
Slanting rain doors

Guitar in one hand, your hand in the other
I walked half the world dear fool
Without distances of stars, without banks, a river
Guitar in one hand, your hand in the other
Guitar in one hand, your hand in the other