Текст песни Medusa'scream - Никто. Никогда.

supermarkets and parking
carts racing and alcohol
until the morning without stopping
the window Spring, on a mobile phone - zero

We woke up in the afternoon
in apartments and country houses
the output is either a weekday
We learned from the speaker in the news

It will be part of the memories
every passing hour we
everything that happened to us
do not forget one of us

Run forward,
tearing down from the sky the stars,
and tomorrow everything will pass,
and it will be too late

no one ever
will not allow the clock,
and we'll grow,
lost in cities

Nobody ever
of us will not be the same
there was only a hope
there was only a dream

Run forward,
tearing down from the sky the stars,
and tomorrow everything will pass,
and it will be too late