Lyrics Алексей Вдовин - Иди, не зная толком пути...

Go
Not knowing the proper way
Ronnya little things in the night
Keeping all bullets in the chest
On the gloomy streets away
Stabbed by the sun with a bayonet
Soldier without the right to shadow
The moon is cocked
Left in the dark

The bolt is attached to the heart
Attached to the cell convoy
But on the released dogs
You rush headlong
By a doomed board
Through endless circles
Yes, to an inescapable longing
Yes to the golden shores

Go
Through the fingers through the sand
Once the morning began like this
Let the squeak wheel
Let the axis rotate
Land of the humble flesh
He will take a crow under the rattles
And the Lord is closing
Eyes to their sons
Cutting corners and edges
Embody the immensity of the circle
They pierce the poplar
The birds fly apart
The streets looked like a crossword puzzle
Half-way solved
But the skies rustle again
Pages - it is necessary to go
And the road is lame
On the ladder and bends
And now in a straight line
Runs to the limits of the shower
Spoil in the darkness
Spills oil in the distance
Shakes the world Bethlehem
Crowned Jerusalem

Go
The song in the tail wove
Comets that once in a hundred years
Heats the sky the bed
And discharge the gun
Poet in a young chest
Infusing Copper Eternity
Here begins the path
And then death ends