Текст песни Rid the Panda - Знаки

In the face of the wind, deserted highway
Where defeats and victories do not read
The mode is selected, but loops without end
Through roads and forests

There are constellation seven, over the head of the sickle of the moon
Reversal is not allowed
A series of people and shining, you pay attention
In these signs on the way

Serpentine, Mountains, Century Snow
So it will be always, simple truths
Hills, biases and road stripes
We have your own, everyone own

Here are the constellation seven, over the head of the sickle of the moon
Turn do not miss
If a landmark has gotten, you're not missing
Signs on their way