Текст песни Лис - Наугад

I wandered at random, scratching night
And the children felt , and it was nevmoch
To breathe at random , shouting into the void ,
The natural sleep disorder prevented .

And the shade pulled me into their circle ,
A thought ringing caught on the hook .
And strange days , as in the song from the Doors
Lights flashed as joyful Horse .

Madness won ! Would lie on the bottom.
And the song , and my groan as one :
In the old motif laid verse
Carelessly zealous , mysteriously quiet.

Absurd sadness, the lost light.
Out of time rush on pink.
I was in a trance , waking chudil
And I could leave, but live again .