Текст песни Девятнадцать - Под холод сна

Coy from above, coupe, wagon second
The window flashes kilometer
in my country long road home
So relax and away the luggage

My city is waiting for me for a long time
Tailing streets in him with the ringing heart is full
But the outside it became dark
And the road to sleep as a baby clone

Under the cold of sleep and knuckles
My thoughts someone went down to the sky

Ways in life a lot of curled
But only the road to the sun heats the soul
Although there is a strand of hair in which many gray
But only a warm faith of the heart ripens

And it came out - wherever you look
Everywhere vice bother blood
And everywhere of Branch and drong everywhere
Forgot people about love