Текст песни Посторонним В. - Иван-Дурак

The wind today is not the same as yesterday
The meat packing plant does not smell of death
Apparently, someone's game is over
Pinocchio got caught in the net
I put on it
Yesterday's blind, today's sighted
Own enemy, Ivan the Fool,
Ivan the Present

May greens, July freshness
Orange walls of the house opposite
Red roses are a real delight
Looks like an idiot's dream is coming true
Which I invented for him
Yesterday's blind, today's sighted
Own enemy, Ivan the Fool,
Ivan the Present

Hundreds of lanterns at strange doors
And in my yard they don't take barre
And they play the way God puts it
So that any fool could do the same
It sings its new song
Yesterday's blind, today's sighted
Own enemy, Ivan the Fool,
Ivan the Present

Red cloud flies across the sky
A flock of fiery sights is meeting him
The desk clock is about five
Time is falling down like rain
Bell ringing from crucified strings
From the fragmentation lyre Oskol rain
It remains to believe that someone is saved
Only I don't look like him at all
It goes up the stairs to heaven
Yesterday's blind, today's sighted
Own enemy, Ivan the Fool,
Ivan the Present