Текст песни Алексей Ром - У Ворот Рая

Harness spirited three I
To let an arrow sped over the abyss
Only the sparks fly from the horseshoes
I go up above the clouds
What sense to blame
Like the fate of the wicked
It is seen not forgiven
I stood for a long time
At the gates of paradise
Yes, but not allowed
Can horses too hurried
Plenty of walking and I loved
If I start to live again from scratch
Nothing would again have not changed
What sense to blame
Like the fate of the wicked
It is seen not forgiven
I stood for a long time
At the gates of paradise
Yes, but not allowed
Do not judge a sober head
Hurtling three of my high-spirited
Yes, in the garden flows smoothly life
But it is clear to me still early
What sense to blame
Like the fate of the wicked
It is seen not forgiven
I stood for a long time
At the gates of paradise
Yes, but not allowed
What sense to blame
Like the fate of the wicked
It is seen not forgiven
I stood for a long time
At the gates of paradise
Yes, but not allowed