Lyrics CRAZY HOUSE - Дорожная пешком

In nowhere we go, we are nobody
Tomorrow will be again, and now let's sleep
Let this forest come to you in January,
A stream of strange animals will simply say
Ony-uh-oh-oh-oh-ooh
Ony-uh-oh-oh-oh-ooh

I do not know how to be with a strange invention
How much should he be without a word
How much do we need, climbing here and there,
On the roads are the numbers of iron
Kone-uh-oh-oh-ooh
In da-ah-ah-oh-oh-oh-oh

The wind drives us into the distance, he goes there himself
Where we will soon be, and we wash our hands by the water
If it rains now, it will wash for us
The clothes that are in us, that is, the one that
Na-ah-ah-ah-oh-oh-oh
In on-a-a-as-o-oh-oh

Well, in the sky again the clouds are driving in the distance
The big god's hand that molded you
Sleep my friend, fast sleep, I'll count the lights,
What is burning in the sky - about love
Speaking-ah-ah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Gorea-a-at-o-o-o-oh

Well, tomorrow there will be a day again - we will wait
Maybe someone will give you a ride - a mile, at least, will take
Well, no, well, let - there are legs and not in sadness
But the road to walk, but with you
Bolta-ah-ah-ah-ah-oh-oh-oh-ah
Step-by-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

We will pass seven days, we will not tire again
On the roads to walk, on the roads to walk
Hitch-hike we go, hitch-hike,
Hitchhiker Run, Hitchhiking
Leti-and-and-and-and-and-and-so ... mmmm