Текст песни Дима Ливень - Тропа

Sometimes, looking at the sky without stars,
I'm scared.
I'm afraid that we have.
This little world of Oz,
Where to heaven instead of water - oil.
I'm afraid that we have all been deceived,
And those who lied to us,
At least our scary
No less afraid of our climb to the bullets
And someone shouting URA.

We still remember from childhood:
If squeezed his eyes shut eyes
And solid quickened itself,
There is no one in the closet -
That someone will go back
Do not gobble us for lunch.
It is only necessary to repeat often,
With all the good that I am not alone,
not one, not one, not one ...

Monotone hurry crowd
Nameless, faceless, submissive.
Their route for centuries set.
Where? Where is the trail
In those empty Sagebrush Mountain?
Where is it, Adam,
Where's she?...