Текст песни Kambodge - Оставляя след

On an empty land, leaving a trail ,
We are all in a hurry to where we have .

I ask ( ask) , and opened the door for me , I went through ( passed) through one of the seas
When stepped over themselves , can not be doubted . doubts.

On an empty land, leaving a trail ,
We are all in a hurry to where we have .

Ice Moon , heat rays.
On my soul precipitate days of gray rain.
From the gray rain.

On an empty land, leaving a trail ,
We are all in a hurry to where we have .
On the cheese box , wilted flowers
This will return all , but not you .