Текст песни МилкА - Тропа

I thought I chose the path of happiness and no more than a grain of sand
I thought one desire of endless pain
Having locked permanently under lock and key inside inside
I thought I could ukrytsya of brazen lies
But the 4 turn and again the
Again, I'm a freak again and again so everything is not what
Again, I am good but not step on the hallway
And in your life, I just passerby
Everywhere one and the same all this took place
There are only beautiful names on a mobile phone
And repite those tracks do not in the pharmacy and in the rap
You will see yourself in this verse

Chorus:
His friend of destiny you write yourself
Come for dinner on our voices
All you want to do but before reaching the end
It vkontse trails waiting for you your dream

But I myself have chosen this path is full of pain
Sometimes even a shadow passes and I'm in pursuit
Catch up ahead of her and did not break
After all, unless people in difficult life ostavatsya
Sometimes it seems that the world is made of evil without God
Sometimes it seems everyone has one road
Sometimes it seems that there is no way back
And just the thought of that until the end we will not walk away
Learning will not but remember one rule
Where I would not go wherever nenapravilo
Listen to opinions but only listen to themselves
Then certainly your dream come true