Текст песни ПУТЬ ПРЕДЕЛ - Путь НЕ ВЕЧЕН

Way
-Tell Me, my friend ...- (In Memory of John Lennon)
Tell me, my friend, why are we so careless
In the stream of days and bustle of affairs,
Do not we remember that the age will not last forever
And all the ways put a limit.

I do not believe in miracles, and it was a strange impression -
All my life I fly all his life to fly one day soar.
Still, always say goodbye unexpectedly,
On the most important is not the contract.
We will not slow down the pace and do not consider days
And storms troubles getting stronger,
But you hear the clock strikes
At the very moment when certain
Nobody is waiting for the last bell.
But there is no end of the road, and so bright road,
Where the day is born again and will sing songs.
And those who came after me - let him hasten a little,
Having time all the things I did not have time.