Текст песни Михаил Звездинский - Оборвутся рельсы

On the last rapid, drove off at midnight,
Do not have time - was the rain fall.
So life in prisons and we threw - remember?
And deprives the soul glimmer of salvation.

Do not pity that the road is over soon,
Do not ask for a delay - life is not worth it.
And give you a soul pomolivshi God
Somebody will cry and close your eyes.

Chorus:

Rails would stop at the gates of the churchyard,
Near the burial slabs, leading away into eternity.
All that was difficult simply turned,
You dragged himself to the target - that's it, the end point.

And the station whore with undisguised nakedness
 Maybe all the cast for the bottle of port?
As an old closet, all packed with junk,
Life walks along the tracks stupid, limitlessly.

Chorus.

On the last Express, leaving at midnight,
I do not have time - was, that sort of thing.
Life is such an abomination, life is such a bastard,
All of it is sold as a whore in a brothel.

Chorus.