Текст песни Трактор Боулинг - Ступени

When palm
There was only sand
Do you understand
That taste of blood
And the pain threshold
Only the stage for a breakthrough ...

Distance call votes
Again you erase hand
Inscribed Territory
Just know - never
Not too late to go back ...

Choose!
All in your hands
And you can be the first
To end
But the last time
You are if you pick your nerves
Make up your mind!
Make up your mind! You could be the first!
Goodbye!
Goodbye! You will become ashes ... goodbye ...

You are restless ...
Day after day,
No battle ...
Insane Warrior
You looked like a shadow
look at you
After all, you do not know
You're tired ... wait ...
But then again ...

... I know you remember how it all began
As a stranglehold squeezed fatigue
As the world lurches, all mixed
Like waking up in the morning I heard voices inside ...
And in a frantic dance jumping nerves
You must be the first, you can be the first
You must be the first, you can be the first
But these steps - beginning of the end ... choose!

You can be the first ...
To end...
You pick your nerves ...
Make up your mind!
Make up your mind! You could be the first!
Goodbye!
Goodbye! You will become ashes ...