Текст песни Don't Smoke - 100 километров

Flying machine on a foggy road
And on the asphalt again rubs wheel.
You went to the house, and on wet glass
Flew drops - it was a summer rain.
You drove to the cherished goal closer,
You were waiting for, preparing a joyful feast.
No one knew the end of your fragile life
No one knew you when you leave this world.

Your enemy was rain ..
You put it in the heart of a knife ..
Not sparing your wheels ...
Killing was a hit ..
But you do not sleep all night ...
Mixed with mud bright red blood ...

In the morning was 100 kilometers
The house where there is comfort and peace ...
You add gas to the highest mark,
Inadvertently turning the wheel by hand ..
And my heart stopped, frozen with fear,
The car slid into a rocky creek ...
You publish their latest sounds
He clutching a bunch of keys from the house ...

Your enemy was rain ..
You put it in the heart of a knife ..
Not sparing your wheels ...
Killing was a hit ..
But you do not sleep all night ...
Mixed with mud bright red blood ...

Your enemy was rain ..
You put it in the heart of a knife ..
Not sparing your wheels ...
Killing was a hit ..
But you do not sleep all night ...
Mixed with mud bright red blood ...