Текст песни Ласка - Скорый экспресс

Life as a fast courier, rushing into the distance
In spite of us, we are only just pawns
On one place to linger, we do not strive forward
Kill time in hlaminoz that carries us

All Time is running without looking back, does not taste
Enjoyable moments that do not want to let go
As well then, it is blowing a heavy sadness
All of these children's fun, non-adult feelings

Oh it's childhood, I'll never forget
But then I ran like a voodoo doll
I would be a bastard, if you tolerate your children
Such a life from which they do not shine

We do only what we instilled since childhood
We are afraid to take not a place - it is the heart pokork
brain cancer, we provide accurate
Under the old age, when we realize this point