Текст песни Кукрыниксы - 01- Ад для героев

drives my brig
to foreign shores
fall asleep at the cliffs
where the scream is sick
where are the winds
i was looking for it

if fog
I was not a stranger
and did not hide the essence
how many times distant peaks
touched my way

the evening goes out the candles are melting
manuscripts tourniquet
the world of talent is not forever
all the heroes lie
on the guitar, the notes are looking for the right chord
the artist’s life turns into a sport

shadow on the ground
the sunlight escaped with me
seems to me
I ran for a shadow for several years

the evening goes out the candles are melting
manuscripts tourniquet
the world of talent is not forever
all the heroes lie
on the guitar, the notes are looking for the right chord
the artist’s life turns into a sport

the evening goes out the candles are melting
manuscripts tourniquet
the world of talent is not forever
all the heroes lie
on the guitar, the notes are looking for the right chord
the artist’s life turns into a sport

the artist’s life turns into a sport