Текст песни Алексей Фирсов - Я безумен, видит Бог...

Not estimated wealth of prophetic dreams,
But hidden on a dark night veil.
I look in my eyes from the clouds
Not visible in them does not make sense, not transparent good luck.

Tell me about my soul
Maybe you do not stand and penny.
I flew to the light of a mysterious star,
But she crashed about cherished dreams.
And falling on the bottom, the tears could not hold back
I mad sees God ... I mad sees God ...

Priceless minutes of gray days
In the native arms of the authorities of the authorities.
And thoughts do not merge again about it,
In captivity of cramped life, where my peace is lost.

Tell me about myself my fate
Maybe you do not stand and the trace.
I flew to the light of a mysterious star,
But she crashed about cherished dreams.
And falling on the bottom, the tears could not hold back
I mad sees God ... I mad sees God ...