Текст песни Сергей Трофимов - Зачем нужна благая весть

Devastated hopes are even
We just prisoners of their own dreams
Deprived of light, in God - ignorant
Rush among the cooling stars
On the morning of the usual race in a circle
Affairs, concerns are not considered
A game where we lost each other
Tell me why the good news

Chorus:
Wings dropped to the ground
We will never fly into the light
And in this forgotten, gentlemen, the universe
It is not necessary to call love, it is no longer there ...

We were poor, we should be holy
Sky luchilos of our love
But the temptation is embraced by the world
We just became strangers
On the morning of the usual race in a circle
Business, jobs are not considered
A game where we lost each other
Tell me why the good news

Wings dropped to the ground
We will never fly into the light
And in this forgotten, gentlemen, the universe
It is not necessary to call love, it is no longer there ...

On the morning of the usual race in a circle
Affairs, concerns are not considered
A game where we lost each other
Tell me why the good news

Wings dropped to the ground
We will never fly into the light
And in this forgotten, gentlemen, the universe
It is not necessary to call love, it is no longer there ...

Devastated hopes are even
We just prisoners of their own dreams
Deprived of light, in God - ignorant
Rush among the cooling stars ...