Роман Рябцев - Перекрёстки
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I don't think about
That artificial days
No more than a mirage
Drawn Dali
In his sketches we
So similar to animals
Sitting in cages without doors
I don't think when
I will see the edge of the earth
All trains have gone
And stayed on Meli
Flying home
Aircraft and taxi
Do not slow down and do not ask
Throw everything, leave the house
The foam of days will not cover us
Hey, come on, come out of a coma
Throw everything, go now
Throw everything, go to meet
Crossroads of trouble and blessings
Throw everything, because it's not evening yet
Take a step

I don't think about those
Who is far today
When you go on the road
It is always easy at heart
And the angels of fate
Crossroads hold a sword
As a promise of new meetings
Throw everything, leave the house
The foam of days will not cover us
Hey, come on, come out of a coma
Throw everything, go now
Throw everything, go to meet
Crossroads of trouble and blessings
Throw everything, because it's not evening yet
Hay, come on, take the first step
Throw everything, leave the house
The foam of days will not cover us
Hey, come on, come out of a coma
Throw everything, go now
Throw everything, go to meet
Crossroads of trouble and blessings
Throw everything, because it's not evening yet
Take a step