Long road It always has the end, Last picture of the story, Which always take us home. Long road It always has a girl, Which makes you feel so sorry, That you left her alone.
We have seen enough to say - It was not the useless way. Sorrow inside me has grown, But I'm coming home, I'm coming home.
Long road Can't be the easy way, It always has some feelings, Which you preper forget. Long road To find your place to stay, Throught thousands scars and meetings, Before you get you wanted to get
We have seen enough to say - It was not the useless way. Sorrow inside me has grown, But I'm coming home, I'm coming home.
We've got something to beleive, We just want - so, we just live For tomorrow, for tomorrow. I have nothing to explain - There's just hapiness and pain, And the sorrow, and the sorrow...
Long road, It always has the end, Last picture of the story, For which we spent our health. Long road It makes you feel strange sad, When you reach final glory - I think, its call the death.
We have seen enough to say- It will not be the useless way. Im just waiting for tomorrow, for tomorrow For the new long road which should dissolve my sorrow.
Long road It always has the end, Last picture of the story, Which always take us home.