Чёрный Обелиск - Дорога В Никуда
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The same day, the same night,
All the same women, those that do not mind.
All the same dream, all the same yawn,
All the same faces, all the same friends.

All the same false all the same words;
All the same children spit on fathers,
All the same way, all the same captivity,
All the same people are waiting for change.

All the same old words
All the same old dreams.
Everything also flops the head,
All the same choose you
All the same disputes about anything
All the same starts behind
All too: how much and how much.
All the same plans ahead
Dana, the way is open,
And you do not think you go.
The road under the legs runs
And you're all waiting until you live

Maybe someday
There is a better way,
And time is not trouble,
Well, while you are alive -
Before you lying
Road to nowhere.

Other yawl. Another night.
Other women, those not off
Other days, other dreams,
Other people of Azart are full.

Other deception, other dirt,
Others spend all the strength not in vain,
Other false, other lie,
Others try their knife with your finger.

Other thoughts and dreams.
Other headache.
You choose another.
Other people rush into battle.
Other disputes about nothing
Other starts behind
Others how much and how much,
Other plans ahead.
Dana, the way is open,
And you do not think you go.
The road under the legs runs
And you all wait until you live.

Maybe someday
There is a better way,
And time is not trouble,
Well, while you are alive -
Before you lying
Road to nowhere.

No more evil, no more dreams,
No more women, no more basics,
No more places, no more lies,
No more those who throw knives.

No more words, no more days,
No more light, no more shadows,
No more games, no more rights,
No more than those. Who wishes good.

No more thinking persons
No more headaches.
No more colorful capitals,
No more poppies.
No more disputes about anything
No more plans ahead,
No more: how much and how much,
No more starts behind.
Dana, the way is open,
And you do not think you go.
The road under the legs runs
And you all wait until you live,

Maybe someday
There is a better way.
And time - not trouble.
Well. In while you are alive -
Before you lying
Road to nowhere.