Текст песни The SEQUOIA - По Маршрутам Судеб

Under the rain storms, under the yoke of arrows
We want to return, we want to catch
Save yourself ...

Cold light of our love, planets
In the waves of war we were born
From all the problems of trying to escape
Forget the pain that had to survive

Under the rain storms, under the yoke of arrows
We want to return, we want to catch
Save yourself the day of the day

Cram themselves by oath to bypass all ...
His cross. His fear. That the sky in my dreams!

Cram themselves by oath to bypass all and all survive
Stop, look, look the part
Do we realize this dream?

All tunnels are reduced to the sky
The second band is not in the route
Everything in his life is doomed to find the answer.

His cross. His fear. That the sky in my dreams!