Текст песни Джем - Две дороги

Your road - my way
My way - your cross
And it should be just a little bit
When we all get tired

Slam the door
And the winds open the way mirrors
And this world is like a hall
Reply echoed from the cliffs ...

And silver tip
He finds eternal darkness
And what was your
And all of that will take

On a hot filament
On the sign, curled his hand
Among the transparent columns
We tear the granite to live

Familiar a lot of wind
My verbal ligature
The road in half
We shared a laugh

And turning a blind eye
We were waiting for a new mission
We even time is running out
And later press brake

Embroidered with sparks of stars
Our card farce
And someone seriously thinking about
What went home

But the glow of a hot fire
Does not distinguish between persons
No one knows the end
And we get together - it's time ....