Текст песни Пилот - По разбитым судьбам

On the broken destinies without looking
Walked bare feet , remembering wind
Through the walls of the old communal
Killed by their neighbors in the trash .
If you take in the palm of the free wind ,
Lock all the doors bolted ,
Arm yourself with a dream of soft drinks ,
You can die without believing in the summer.

Na-na - na-na ...

Gray rats nepuganye crowd
Create conditions for death
General paranoia creating
Slippery window sills jumps
Fly , leaving behind childhood
Head down to the pavement
To understand freedom rat
Reflections on the wet asphalt

Na-na - na-na ...

Knead for a couple of skew your song
Move the locomotive on sticky fingers
Catch the last train freebie
Black cloth hang a mirror
Wind freestyle breathe more
Fly to where you do not know
To write a better song
And leave on the ground autograph.