Текст песни Альвар - По дороге на запад

On the road to the west
They kicked us.
Live until tomorrow,
Like, somehow!
And not a step back,
You'll die if you do it yourself.
And for more help forget about
On the way to the west.

The West is the point on the map,
The Devil's backwoods!
Contraband - barter
Immortal souls.
Someone is looking from heaven,
How do we crash here ...
What? Salvation of the world? Nonsense!
On the way to the west ...

Blood wash indifferently
Accustomed to get by.
The goal lies on the fly,
As in the mantra - sound.
Everyone in this war -
On his side,
To yourself you are both an enemy and a friend
On the way to the west.

We do not care how many episodes
There, ahead.
We do not trust ourselves
At the end of the road!
What, tired? Do not be silly!
Have a rest, smoke ...
I still have to go
On the way to the west.