Текст песни Пилот - Пилот - нет вестей с небес

No word from Heaven, but in my glass
Vodka, the pain of life but at the heart of the scar.
How else carry stab, unexpected
I can, as long as the soul is not selling.

If you hear this song, friend,
Silently fifty overthrow me.
Taking a ticket from the station to the final,
Draw with you all my life on trains.

To hell with that spring, fuck this is heaven!
If howling rushes inside.
And knock on the chest, slamming doors.
The abyss on the road do not wait for travel.

And people in my box so the machine.
And one of them who, disassemble their dog.
They were married in the blood of a live oil,
Yes, all the destiny of a fool is in the heart of the ice.

Do not worry, bro, do not worry, sister,
What joy in us the fire burned.
We starlight shines brighter than the sun.
All I'm asking, I take no one dared.

Keeps us trap legs loop.
And there is no place to fly, we never expected.
Singing wolf dogs among our songs,
Where to heaven for us and did not come.