Текст песни Дима Crisp - Свет в конце тоннеля

And can you tell what you really are
Jam this truth and put all the masks
all disappeared in the black shadow
they do not come out, even if the will of the week
months of the year and not come down with the ladder ever
It may be enough of guessing and deceive the hearts
these lines can write any kid
I breathed and I'll breathe before the end of
until I hear strange voices in his ear
until the truth talk about deaf
yet not pass the bus and does not raise dust
I will search among sets a profit

A profit and the one road
I sit by the window and think about it a little bit
On the right road or not I
But like at the end of the tunnel there is light (3)