Текст песни Офеньская Вабь - Лишние люди

A path led us away on top of the mountain ,
And the sun in the sky so high that we do not walk ,
A mother earth under your feet so the grass all around beauty,
And we are all itching to sit in the house so the window to look .

  We have extra people , We are all going to be there , we are your private people closer to death and freedom is our rock , harsh rock , Dostoevsky people Pechorin autumn passed, gaze wandered into the sky , and parted with love idiot , too much pain someone. We have extra people , but we will be there ...