Текст песни Михаил Щербаков - Вверх по лестнице

Do not count the steps of,
Do not make out individual figures
On the stairs leading up,
On the stairs leading down.
No indicators and milestones
You push and entail
Hurrying up as though,
Standing all the time here.

Standing still just
Pretty soon get bored -
And it will be necessary to take a step,
And for him to come up with a gesture ...
You hear the whispers: What are you sour,
You want happiness, want good -
Run, run down soon,
Rather, take the first step!

You pick up the bodies flow
And trying to beat all
Elbows shalt thou cruel
For cooked success.
But the stones crushing the stairs,
Sometimes will lie down -
Playing every man for himself
On the stairs leading down.

And if you want to slip away
From profane rage days
That is another way back -
But he, of course, it's hard ...
Steep stairs and somnet
You crowd again and again,
But the conquest of heights -
The road does unvarnished.

To get the railing - not a sin,
But take a closer look closely:
You are not alone going up
On the stairs leading down.
They believe in life, there is clean air,
There is already waiting for that age
All those who are so eager to down
The stairs leading up ...

Do not count the steps of,
Do not make out individual figures
On the stairs leading up,
On the stairs leading down.
So, while you're at the railing -
But you know he is not in the year,
It is time to go into their world
On the stairs ... tell me where?