Текст песни Пилот - Перегоны

In the underground spans
Fast train rushes soon.
The inscription on the door of the car
"Do not be sad, I will be soon."

Maybe flash tears?
It may turn into a drop of happiness?
Pr. It will be equally redo
All new write Anew!

Stretches no end.
Up here there is no lost cause!
Tears and blood streak
From anguish to lawlessness.
It may hide myself in the dark?
May the light of day will, however, ..?

Pr.

Hundreds of dropped calls.
Our luggage compartment keys from an old door.
And no one at the door,
Only the wind through the cracks.
Maybe something will come out?
Maybe everything will turn inside out?