Текст песни Белая Гвардия - Черта

The strange thing is: you look at the sky
And you see your star.
But she was blind and deaf to the fact
Who crossed the line.

Throw a stone from the bridge - and then
In water circles disperse.
If you remember this always,
Getting up on the wrong foot.

You certainly had reason
Won the first battle.
But it is unlikely you bother to imagine
All this will entail.

Your plane, ready to explode,
Already gaining height.
It is unlikely that you are thinking about this when
Walk the Line.

Chorus:

Dash.
It is drawn in chalk.
It is not visible on the white.
Behind her the door to nowhere.
Dash.
It is drawn in chalk.
It is not visible on the white.
Behind her the door to nowhere.

You yourself do not do anything,
You threw a rock from a bridge,
He said: show me someone who knows,
Where it is this trait.

Echo Valley and get lost in like a wounded animal
Screams in the void.
And you sit and wait for Sunday,
Walk the Line.

Changed the taste of wine and bread,
A soured the air like glue.
Increasingly, you had visions
With faces of dead people.

And in general, and in general you are a nice guy,
Do you love trees in bloom.
And no one will ever know that you're
Walk the Line

Chorus:

Dash.
It is drawn in chalk.
It is not visible on the white.
Behind her the door to nowhere.
Dash.
It is drawn in chalk.
It is not visible on the white.
Behind her the door to nowhere.

Now, anything from you does not depend,
Now - circles on the water.
Now, the trouble in a hurry for bedoyu,
Clinging trouble to trouble.

Now you wear flowers on the graves
And pull his hands to the cross.
You long ago started this war,
Walk the Line.

Chorus:

Dash.
It is drawn in chalk.
It is not visible on the white.
Behind her the door to nowhere.
Dash.
It is drawn in chalk.
It is not visible on the white.
Behind her the door to nowhere.