Текст песни Дима Кипиш - Дорога

When it was time, I undermined bed
my friends and swing at the same time there was no money
from Sunday to Monday, safely on the Great
somewhere to go, roll, and then open, hysterical
and half an hour was enough to come back
This self-confidence and their line bend
older then better luck next time
We were so afraid that not slept or grab
lyuley from Pope
at the same time because it was not everything
Only filling my pockets with apples from the tree
front of the house
and my broken finger
how do I go on fast
These are not the blows but it was painful
When someone did hurt for insulting word
for unjustified gesture, or even more so for being rude
the dirty game at the ballpark
when so glad that was not lost
Senior kid a bottle of cola
  
My head aches, in the shadow of the mind
and the will of the monolith, my blood boils as then
I understand that not one, but then there are always forces
I did not forget my life means I have not forgotten
[X2]

Now I'm somewhere where you're somewhere out there,
Connected in contact once a year written off
All nishtyak set frame
and you probably already forgotten those nights without sleep
from the lighthouse on the Irtysh River, across the street to the house
when he took out, I honestly could not help crying
Now we remember those people at a meeting of old friends
vzdohnёm bitterly and keep quiet, silently send salaam
our paths diverged when someone said something