Текст песни N1Mc - бездомный пес

It was for them, and no one is now exhibited at the door
Doomed to eternal wandering beast
Weaves tired feet on the rocks beaten roads
As if that retired soldier doing his duty

Where now to go who would be able to tell right now
Find a piece of bread would at least - reduces hunger stomach
In addition, the dark night only pale silver light
In reflection of the moon leaves the dirty puddles

In my head so many questions "for all this, where next?"
but who would have given the answers and that's the first time he cries
Thoughts paint a picture of how oil
Dull death in the gutter and the stars are going out

Is this the ultimate dream at a time when you're tying your tie a beautiful and went gobbling junk food
It is really in harmony with thy shirt
But once you and no one will n @ h..y

This poor life we ​​often hurts
But the boys do not cry because you remember singing Pol'na
Hang with grief is that it loses control
Now I told them no and therefore completely free

But this freedom and do not need the gift of brother
I see in the reflection of very different self
This is not the same someone who can be proud of it
Where to go now on the death or to the principle of?

My happiness is the only one near
In the house where there is always pure and sweet smells of food
Where waiting where loved but then sad result
With me the rope and soap must I ready