Текст песни Борис ГРЕБЕНЩИКОВ - На ход ноги

Quiet. Quiet.
Look how quiet
There was time - a leg in the stirrup
And now - quietly
Birds fell asleep in the garden
Fish fell asleep in the pond
Even in hell itself
All are silent, do not want to wake up famously

On the course of the foot, on the course of the foot
You look, there outside the window
Do not see anything
But if you need to run, run.
I will not hold, only pour on the course of the leg

Long long time
We flow from afar, like the Volga
Solemsya, we'll split up
And, as mother-water taught us, let's pour
Since the pier and since friends
As we want that that it is impossible
So out of the mud we went to the princes
And look, while we go, do not give up

On the course of the foot, on the course of the foot
You see, there, behind the doors, you can not see anything
But if you need to run, run.
I will not hold, only pour on the course of the leg

Clear. It is clear that not completely safe
That drags us, then races
And in the end everything is given to the one who asks
And this is not reality and no dreams
But you see how clearly visible
And, my joy, look how wonderful
Look how wonderful
Thy works, Lord

On the course of the foot, on the course of the foot
You see, where we are not there is no sign
But if you need to run, run.
I will not hold, only pour on the course of the leg