Текст песни Тёплая трасса - Коридор

Corridor, a quiet knock
My fear, your shotgun,
meeting as a result of separation,
fight like intermissions of plays,
Loud falsely years of life,
Silent Shout where the knife
behind a great experience,
behind leaky penny

And the snow
the same names,
Take me,
Home

With thin hand light rain,
Maturing bunch exact phrase
on the table cold leader,
We live for the last time
The first class, the first fight,
Wild howling black holes
will be the first private,
Commander is a coward
And the snow
I see the same names,
Hold me,
Home
All in all through,
Secret dreams terrible burden
Dead Santa Claus
nervously twirling a white mustache,
From da shit out the window,
How blind this nail,
between heaven and earth
It stuck like a bone
And the snow
again all the same inena,
Forgive me,
Motherland.