Текст песни Алексей Кудрявцев - Дорога на Запад

Remember, the river became a road to the West,
 Remember the wise saying - lucky simpleton!
 Do you remember the joy and the laughter we were told in one gulp,
 Remember the footprints in the snow, the blood on the snow ...

 O Lord! Lend a spark if the case - tobacco!
 O Lord! Light of our souls - too light!
 When he died in your arms,
 You're one was wrong, telling him "no"!

 I know that every one of us was not a god, but still
 It melted gold and turned to lead.
 Each was able to choose between the truth lies,
 Feeling that this game is an unhappy ending.

 O Lord! Lend a spark if the case - tobacco!
 O Lord! Light of our souls - too light!
 If something alive in your hands die,
 That price is negligible most difficult victories!

 Remember, the river became a road to the West,
 The sun falls, breaks tired skeleton ...
 Even in sleep, our nostrils were looking for the smell,
 The smell of a forgotten house that does not exist.

 (October 1992)