Текст песни Тёплая Трасса - Выбора нет

Like the last "sorry"
Hoots a whistle in the vast sky
And my life is responsible for everything,
Like the last "sorry"

And the closer we are to this light,
The merrier the darkness of the community
But as it happened, it is necessary,
What is the question, this is the answer.

And there is no choice,
The choice is no more,
No choice,
No choice.

A paradise without a loss is,
It is not good to pull the rubber,
And it's better to remember that raspberries,
A paradise without a loss is.

Oh, let the bone go!
The living word burns in me
For those who crave death again,
Like the last "sorry."

And there is no choice,
The choice is no more,
No choice,
No choice.

And the first word "love"
Does not freedom mean?
And am I not living water
Greedy greed?

But that's the whole point,
That my life is a cinematograph,
My battle interstellar island
Ready to give the last.

And there is no choice,
The choice is no more,
No choice,
No choice.

But you, my angel, do not hurry
To serve art as a hero,
Learning to endure and live by property
His brooding soul

And you will know the power of evil
In her helplessness sweet
And this sky is a terrible force
You will tear the shackles of sleep.

And there is no choice,
The choice is no more,
No choice,
No choice.