Текст песни Волшебники Изумрудного Города - Путь в никуда

Drank passion, wing in the suit,
Yes, the will kept, so as not to fall into the torment,
She walked himself, threw you,
Scraps of the soul those that you heartily.

Chorus:

And quietly looked at anyway
The tear diluted your infusion I,
Giving birth to silence resistance
I met void with her alone.

Coupling:

He took the duty to the sky heat,
Greed at the strength of the glacier he is that in your eyes,
Painted days with fur hopes,
She hid the dream, waiting for the answer.

Chorus:
And quietly looked at anyway
The tear diluted your infusion I,
Giving birth to silence resistance
I met void with her alone.