Текст песни Я-ХА и Уроды - По дороге до Зимы

On the day when it does not become "tomorrow"
When you hear barking from the sky
I need a needle.
Sewing the world over the edge
if it will not drive into the coffin
The car is defense
all one thing - life will kill
Called-browned
Oh, I was driving
oh-oh, I was groaning
oh-oh how I cried
All the way to winter
there are at the church in a row
All with small horns
It seems that everyone is so cute, kind, funny
That's just a pity - uninvited
Poor, pale, broken, unhappy
Angels driven into a corner
Still, they drag my soul to the light
just for some reason by the legs
Oh, I was driving
oh-oh, I was groaning
oh-oh how I cried
On the way to winter
Dive up, thin life
Yes, get good!
And my joy is falling face down
The evil word-Pulei is scooped up
And on the forest edge
wonderful animals
They crawl on the abdomen
Ears on the crown
For marvelous toys
Give a half
as if there is no that gun
that keeps everyone on the fly
So on the day when there is no tomorrow
When you hear barking from the sky
I need a needle.
Sewing the world over the edge
Oh, I was driving
oh-oh how I groaned
Oh, how I cried -
All on the same on the ring
1997