Текст песни Спящие Поезда - На высоких скоростях

At high speeds ,
These years like days .
You'll have time to notice whether a
Forever gone without a trace , and they ?

The terms of the eternal race
Sink the city .
Forever. Those days. Going nowhere.
It fills the ear
Useless series of sounds .

At high speeds,
Can you find even a moment there ,
To feel that we've been
We are fighting head to a standstill ?

Days like years and years as a day?