Текст песни Алькор - Мы заходим в чужие миры

We enter the alien worlds,
And sit in the kitchen drinking tea,
Carefully spread on bread is not as jam.
We go though the game -
Briefly and casually -
Studying the cutlets in a pot on a window and watch.

The road will call - go,
And no one here is not to blame!
The road will call - go,
And no I am not your brother.

And when we get back home,
We sit down on the old sofa,
Remembering empty words empty fridge.
We'll be back - of themselves -
And without looking at the TV screen,
We talk all night, so even if you want to sleep!

The road will call - go,
And no one here is not to blame!
The road will call - go,
To go back.

Night flight of slides on the Bridge
Spree slop cat
And with negligence cat jumping from roof to roof.
We start with a blank sheet,
The scale fill - then ...
We can not stay at all - and we can not leave!