Текст песни Пилот - Нет иного рая

God grant that all of a sudden happen one day, and we're lucky
Find your blue bird of every worthy
Who rushed the exit down the tunnel at the bottom
Through mat podzabornaya
And where it is easy for careless ground edge
Erased in the sand of the city, over the summer
I will ask the first question in the world, your hands will release my
And there is no answer
I will not hear the answer

Roads, paths, turns meaningless run
Try to save someone's life, since it means something
Know from hundreds of roads, if you can not find the path of the heart
Nobody cries, they do not cry

Do not have time to tell yourself "Stop" when you are below
And burning stars in the sky for those who do not need it
Permanently closing your eyes, you will know what is hidden inside
Will all the outside
It will become obvious from the outside

Holy of Holies, so what, if there is no truth in it
We are on the road again, and there is no beginning and no edge
Fakirs taught - all the best will then
But all of us here in paradise, and we have no other paradise
There will be another heaven to us.