Текст песни Вольскі - Чужы

Strangers

You live on the road, you live in flight,
On the wings, on the wheels, on the rails, on the board.
You live in hotels, in apartments,
On all parallels, on all continents.

Chorus:
Run from nowhere,
Wherever you run,
And here you are a stranger,
And there you are a stranger.

You live in captivity, you live in pursuit
Behind the ghost tomorrow in the ghost today.
You live in bistros, cafes and bars,
You live on schedule, you live under the guitar.

Chorus.

You live on the border of a foreign country with the Motherland.
And there is absurd, and here it is impossible.
Whether it does not accept or does not let go,
And time, like water, flows between your fingers.

Chorus.