Текст песни Двое против ветра - Экзистенциальная песня

And there’s nothing here, and there’s nobody here,
And nowhere to run, and no one to go to - the end of the road ..

And there is fog outside the window, it’s not visible there
All the joy in the corners, I find it - the end of the road ..

There is no truth anywhere, all bridges are closed
And only rain on the roofs, slams all night - the end of the road.