Текст песни Волшебники Изумрудного Города - Наш Рок

Go out
Winds smutched time
In the explosions of the dreams to remain.

Know yourself
Not born to resist
In the faith of their all to replay

Chorus:

And the voice of the roads is our rock.

As the enemy himself,
Do not give and not regret
I believed you like Cain myself.

How the way to nowhere
As pain in our hearts,
As a legend for all times,

Chorus

And the voice of the roads is our rock.

When for many you are nobody
When even for yourself, you became an enemy,
The main thing to remain myself,
And only then you can answer the truth at the right hour.