Текст песни To.Da.Soo. - Дорога - Допустимый уровень цинизма

Lonely road motorway,
Chilly cold light lamps,
And anything I do not need,
Just to get home as quickly as possible.

And God forbid - goat Cop,
And God forbid - gangster jeep ...
Since I'm going, so not drunk in the board,
Oh, just all quiet then died.

I am lonely in the night promises freedom
Gift - each passed Quarter
Not easily creeps underneath me the way,
The fourth hour, and I'm tired.

I'm not married, I will not be waiting,
So there will be nobody to scold,
But the bell alarm and forth,
I have to work to get up at seven o'clock.

With harey unshaven, with a veil in the eyes
To stand before the chief cantor,
He was, I would have nothing to say
I will not cry and I will not argue.