Павел Кашин - Гладиатор
текст песни

We are like gray clothes, getting wet in the rain
We are waiting for something, we are waiting for something, we are waiting for something ...
Like pale hope, no matter how you call it
How the hemp is dumped without love ...

Daily anxiety sprouts in us like wormwood
On the hidden road, where Voroneye - wherever you throw
Where everything is lost in the fog, you are not looking for someone's look
Nobody beckons you anywhere, no one is happy anywhere ...
And in the house of mold oblivion, and cold - how much do not drown ...
Where everything is scattered, like the links of you torn chain

This is a bad habit - to make friends
Like a gladiator on the road to the Colosseum
Our names will be drowned in the waters of festive alleys
Like the names of uneasy ships

Daily anxiety sprouts in us like wormwood
On the hidden road, where Voroney Kudi is not thrown
Where everything is lost in the fog. you are not looking for someone's look
Nobody beckons you anywhere, no one is happy anywhere
And in the house of mold, oblivion, and cold - how much do not flide
Where everything is scattered, like the links of you torn chain

We are like gray clothes, getting wet in the rain
We are waiting for something, we are waiting for something, we are waiting for something ...