Текст песни Александр Маточкин - Не верь разлукам старина

No wiser and more pleasant means of alarms
what a night song tires
long long gray thread worn roads
Darn wounded soul

do not believe the separation of their old circle
a dream I swear
come other times my friend
You believe in the road
there is no end of the road
but it has a total of
hard road but worse without roads

if somebody's cigarette stop signal in the nights
who is also on his way
Stranger stranger hello and goodbye
only lights blink

at the two ends of the road but it is currently not lie
We can not be a way back
Thank God my buddy we have enemies
then there is likely and friends