Текст песни Роман Григорьев - А куда нас гнал...

And where we drove the damn world
Under the wheels of cars, but in an underground shooting range
And where my sister lives there fall love
Fits the wind, so cleans the blood

And you nesis soul across the land
Where a handful of light, but the fire flowers
And I go around the world, for 20 years
Yes, looking for you, where cardboard covenant

Whose face is that the screen clogs our brains
What we live in a barn, if pressed on whiskey
I was in church was in the Temple did not ask for repentance
I just dreamed of a life, but my exhausted

And someday I'll start to understand
How should we go and how to breathe
And while I walk, how I want, where I want
And if you get tired, then you will tell

Harnessed horses, trays inheritance
We'll fly under the sky, where the trouble is not allowed
Not what we the rest of the world
Multi-storey prison road crap

Understanding my reward, but not health car
Tear on holidays knees, and in the morning a sharp ringing
Fly away thoughts to heaven who knows all of a sudden I'm right
All pay tribute to the covenant had passed through hell

Ah, the ragged light is lost in the darkness
Do not read letters on an old table
Song conceived, disclose the soul
Shoot words, bury bullets

Where to find good ideas how to wake up from the love
All spirits lied death those who have been on the other foot