The Race

The Race
( V. Bandares, Jon B.C., DiKro, S. Shumay)

Dust from the wheels – you taste the wind of road
The higher speed is – much closer you to God
Tomorrow you’ll wake up and race will go on
But no one can tell you how far is the dawn

Don’t sleep or soon you will be dead
You are to find the way out from the end
Get closer and higher, please don’t waist your time
And you will be out of crime

Chorus:

Just don’t you let them go – you have to find them
And if it’s part of show - you have to try it
Just do the best that you can do
Until you win


The heart is pumping – you’re full with adrenaline
You see the Black Dog – you’re crossing the final line
Your life burns like paper and fires up the night
Could somebody help you to fight?

Chorus:

Please don’t you let them go – you have to find them
No matter where they’ll go – you have to sign them
Out of road and out of life and out of even single breath
Out of list in your collection until the death.