Текст песни Я кабы жизнь на моем пороге - Видимо нас не до поняли Боги

The days flew by
Burning patterns on the faces of watches
and further particles
snis me
How do you at the curb ?
Here again, the emptiness and quiet night -tihaya Days
by alleys of Sleep
Just a few hundred years, we grab for something which is not
Greedily grab for something which is not
Chorus:
Ostensibly life on my doorstep
Apparently we misunderstood the gods
Swept me along the road
As the dust swept me along the road
Ostensibly life on my doorstep
Apparently we misunderstood the gods
Swept me along the road
swept me mmm ...

The days flew by
Shroud enveloping the eyelashes
In them you
as a bird in the sky will dissolve
as you naprorochili
fly bolder
do not take the side of the road though
minutes turning into hours
Sandy beaches of San Remo miss us
our history are on the mouth
Chorus:
that supposedly lives on my doorstep
apparently we misunderstood the gods
swept me along the road
as dust swept me along the road
supposedly lives on my doorstep
apparently we misunderstood the gods
swept me along the road
swept me mmm

The days flew by
burning patterns on their faces ...
In them you will dissolve in the sky as a bird
How do you like the roadside
here emptiness
and again quiet - quiet night Days
minutes turning into hours
sandy beaches of San Remo miss us
our history are on the mouth
Chorus:
that supposedly lives on my doorstep
apparently we misunderstood the gods
swept me along the road
as dust swept me along the road
supposedly lives on my doorstep
apparently we misunderstood the gods
swept me along the road
swept me along the road