Текст песни Экспедиция Восход - Попытки

I wanted to save you so much,
But it's against the rules.
We've had our own paths for a long time,
I've left all my attempts.

Here are the smoke and drops, the smells,
Like lightning from childhood.

The colors are changeable here.
Where did this remedy come from?

Be free again,
Morning with heat and cold,
I'll apologize for the past,
You'll write me something vulgar.

The wheels spin for miles,
To perish in these fields,
The rice is yellow, the locals burn it,
The smoke clogs my nostrils.

I wanted to save you so much,
But it's against the rules.
We've had our own paths for a long time,
I've left all my attempts.

Here it's as if everything is the other way around:
April brings cold,
Here the waves break so,
That your legs are in red chips.

Blinding your eyes through the visor.
The night sings furiously with the wind,
I fly along tangled roads,
As if in a computer game.
The wheels spin for miles,
I would perish in these fields...

I wanted to save you so much,
But it's against the rules.
We've had our own paths for a long time,
I've given up all attempts.