Текст песни Кукрыниксы - Ад Для Героев

Driving my brig
By steep banks .
Sleep in the spin rocks
Where is free to cry ,
Place where the winds -
That's what I was looking for!

If the fog
I was not a stranger
And do not hide the essence ,
No matter how many times
distant peaks
B touched my way.

Extinguished evening , melting candles,
manuscripts harness
World of talent do not eternal,
All the characters are lying .
Guitar notes are looking for
The right chord
Artist's Life turns
In the sport .

Shadow on the ground
sunlight
Escaped with me .
seems to me
I few years
The shadow fled

Extinguished evening , melting candles,
manuscripts harness
World of talent do not eternal,
All the characters are lying .
Guitar notes are looking for
The right chord
Artist's Life turns
In the sport .

Extinguished evening , melting candles,
manuscripts harness
World of talent do not eternal,
All the characters are lying .
Guitar notes are looking for
The right chord
Artist's Life turns
In the sport .