Текст песни Т.Р.О.И.Н. - Пыль западных дорог

A E A
Clods broken roads
A E A
The soles of his boots,
C G A
And the creaking baggage behind
A E A
As the music of the gods,
We went north to south,
From sunrise to sunset,
And trampled hundreds of miles,
As one repeating:
Step, step ....
Step, step ...
C G A
We will complete the final journey,
F E
Home waiting threshold
C G A
And smoem we ourselves forever
A E A
Dust West Road.
Biting wind was blowing in the back,
We rain astray,
And blizzard mountain trails,
Sometimes interfere pass.
But we know, not subordinate,
We were tough, evil fate,
And wrapped in a cloak of decayed,
Solid sometimes myself:
Step, step ....
Step, step ...
Hike in our sagas will sing,
Poured us a warm grog
And we believe we will not kill
Dust West Road.