Текст песни Юта - По дороге

Why is it now these days , such a night ?
Why do we have longer days and shorter dreams ?
Somewhere rushes Scarce - Spring,
Spraying vivid colors .
How tired my head
Live on your curve orders !

On the road , the road into the distance flying gray gods
They , of course, is do not care about you and me.
On the road , on the road , like little gods ,
We're together wandered home.

For thy back my faithful angel hide the door.
Same without you , wait, I do not believe anyone else .
Somewhere rushes Scarce - Spring,
Her worldly fatigue alien .
It so happened that except you
Nothing else I need.

On the road , the road into the distance flying gray gods
They , of course, is do not care about you and me.
On the road , on the road , like little gods ,
We're together wandered home