Текст песни Сны Африканца - Ближе

I didn't lie enough
the rails were pulling the station somewhere
I lost
my heart.

I got along without cards
if the lifestyle of reserved seats
does it matter
where the wheels go.

And the further it takes me
my slow
the closer you get.
After a thousand years
we will invent our own internet
and maybe someone will hear us.

Any of the arrows will become flowers
who was late did not have time
I drink to those
who stays close.

The curve of life breaks down
pigeons slippery cornice
they see me off.

And the further it takes me
my slow
the closer you get.
After a thousand years
we will invent our own internet
and maybe someone will hear us.