Текст песни Юрий Визбор - Ночная дорога

There is no wiser and finer remedy for anxiety,
Than a night tire song.
Long-long gray thread of worn roads
Darn soul injuries.

It’s like someone’s cigarette is a brake light at night:
Someone is also on the way.
Stranger, stranger, hello and goodbye -
You can only flash lights.

There is a two-way road, but don't lie to yourself,
We cannot go back.
Thank God my friend, we have enemies
So, there are probably friends.

Do not believe the separation, old man, their circle -
Just a dream, by golly.
Other times will come my friend
You believe in the road.
There is no ending road, but its outcome:
Roads are difficult, but worse without roads.

© Y. Vizbor