Текст песни Александр Кутиков - Новый Пилигрим

Either fiction, or reality
Souls dusted
Burning eyes glitter golden dreams
And leads a blind blind man
On the road without end
Farther into the darkness from the darkness

Sinful feet in the holy land
With clever words about good and evil
Looking for a third Rome a new pilgrim.
Sinful feet in the holy land
Gray shadows, days on glass
Rushing soul shaking with shame.

No sip of living water
And you are no longer able
To distinguish gold from mud.
Forty times for forty years
Not enough to find the answer
And to say this is how one should live.

Sinful feet in the holy land
With clever words about good and evil
Looking for a third Rome a new pilgrim.
Sinful feet in the holy land
Gray shadows, days on glass
Rushing soul shaking with shame.

Sinful feet in the holy land
With clever words about good and evil
Looking for a third Rome a new pilgrim.
Sinful feet in the holy land
Gray shadows, days on glass
Rushing soul shaking with shame.