Текст песни Пилот - Нет вестей с небес

No word from heaven , but in my glass
Vodka of life , the pain , but on the heart scar
How to carry more stab , unexpected
I can as long as the soul is not selling

If you hear this song on friendly terms
Silently fifty overthrow me
Taking a ticket from the station to the final
Spend with you a lifetime of trains

To hell with that spring , fuck the sky ,
If howling is torn from the inside
And knock on his chest, slamming the door
To the abyss on the road travel do not wait.

And people in my window so the machine
And who is who - their dog disassemble
Married in their blood live with oil
Yes, all the fate of their stupid, is in the heart of the ice

Do not worry bro, Do not Cry Sister
What joy in us the fire burned
We glory of the stars shine brighter than the sun
All that I ask , no one dared to take

Keeping us a gin trap legs
Nowhere to fly , we never expected ...
Singing of our songs wolf dogs
Where to heaven for us and did not come