Текст песни Притяжение небес - Наша жизнь - это зал ожиданья

Our life - a waiting room
Not for tourists, do not rest, will not design.
Every day - this is something good-bye,
Every moment - a meeting with him.

In a noisy world mistakes station,
Ads of hope and loss,
It is incorrect and vague insight
Bitter smoke tobacco stand.
In a noisy world mistakes station,
Ads of hope and loss,
It is incorrect and vague insight
Bitter smoke tobacco stand.

I'll take your luggage in humanity
And someday yet I understand,
What is the final station "Eternity"
Awaiting me awake.

I arrive at the station,
Where puzzles have to anything,
And finally I find all the answers
On earth my "Why?"
I arrive at the station,
Where puzzles have to anything,
And finally I find all the answers
On earth my "Why?"