Текст песни Юрий Наумов - Дорога назад

Hey , Come on, vorozheyka ,
I ask , pani ,
Scrying guessing on, boiled , boiled - dough
Who goes to us benighted times ?
Who is driving us to the neck,
Who tore us from a place ?
Hey , man, where is your bride ?
Heard the news ,
That sat on the ferry
And swam
In one of the four sides ,
And I saw myself as a tear rolled down from the sky
On the road
What is called the way back ...
Maybe I need to , just crazy house
Number six , yeah well, okay , if
Across the tightrope
There are burgers with bacon is still not in a vein
Life awl word & quot; Shish & quot; wrote
Through & quot; and & quot ;, without putting points on the
this abyss
Buried in the Rye , I lay
And weeping, had not heard in the sky
thunder storm
But I remembered : there is a road back
I remembered : there is a road back
The road back ...
The first time did not take the game
Big deal ! Thing - nothing
And even though I'm on the first day
Could scream the entire breast ,
I still can not
On the first night of a declaration of love
Why is this so?
Remember , we then still a dream spirit ,
A call over our ear
Thundered , herded us into the herd ,
as calves
Remember , we are then , at the graduation
Gathered with the spirit
In order to be true to spit in the soul
Trample us teachers
just me
Was too big to hit,
And yet, it is too small,
to say
Maybe because ,
I remember way back ?
remember :
I then wrote a blog
To learn how to leave you
To win the battle ,
You asked no less than a moment ,
Well, I agree
No more than love,
And please do not blame the ...
If generation
Polls on his knees -
By hook or by criminal
Those whom fate has not enclosed
Remain dumb party
Or equal to three
The call of some guru
sell foolish
Body and soul ...
Drunk in the trash ,
He looked so much like a plebeian -
Another lumpen patrician ,
Having closed eyes
But even kill,
He had to remember the way back
So sing and drink
in memory of this road back
On the way back ...
Yazvilo blade , but lucky,
Trying not to reopen
Our young wounds
And we are pleased and that all front
At the peak of the peaks raced ahead,
Completely forgetting that we
The Achilles heel in the chest
And we still do not bleach blood on the walls ,
And not otblevalis holes in the veins
it was a great white bluff
Blade Brawler :
Want the world from the inside ?
Give the cubital fossa in the parking lot
lesbians
Vienna and Needle
And in the loop
hanging ,
You're so not completely understood ,
The reality of it all or craze ?
You were the first who did not remember the way back
Yes the hell she dick you back this way ?
The road back ...
I remember I was writing poems
The fact that it should not be
But one
Shot up over the elements
It was a hundred thousand others,
That fell to the bottom
And does it matter ?
God ladybug ,
Fly on the nebko
here cutlets
Only those
Who in the cell
If the wings are held , but are
Will recruit you in the herbarium -
You do not agree:
You've got kids ,
Fly away ,
Perhaps not donesut .
Fly away forever
And I will pray for you , and then
I have heard that there is somewhere near a beer hall
And I will go there , so as not to remember the way back
And I 'll go to once and for all forget ,
What is the road back
Do you think I believe you
After so many years of lies ?
My whole life
In this way back ,
My whole life ...
Each day, watch how the quick cut -
this is strange , as on the shroud
Whatever the year in these areas
I probably never will be the same on
Sticking wounds , sky, forgive me ,
I - to you - they will not spare
Never ...
And they gave me cry :
& quot; Come ,
After all, those who are not against us , and - for the truly ! & Quot;
But I remember : there is no turning back
I remember : forever does not,
What I was way back
Dear ago ...