Текст песни Пикник - Дом мой на двух ногах

My house on two legs
Tightly covered with skin,
The walls, like the strings ring.
Force composed of an unknown,
My house on two legs
If the wind is unsteady,
A fall - is not considered,
A fall - is not considered.

But somewhere
In a ray of light
My angel plays
Buzzing, moaning,
Aliens drives
Caravanserai,
Caravanserai

In my house keepers
Told to be alert
On bone floors
Red rivers flow.
Walls hear me,
Hide all the wild, dark,
All that was hidden then
In the future, the lost room

But somewhere
In a ray of light
My angel plays.
Buzzing, moaning,
Other people's driving ...
Caravanserai,
Caravanserai ...

My house on two legs
Tightly covered with skin,
And on asphalt tracks
The morning rain will destroy.
My house on two legs
New road toils,
A fall - is not considered,
A fall - is not considered ...

But somewhere
In a ray of light
My angel is playing ...