Текст песни РА - Поговори со мной, трава

Talk to me, grass!
Tell me, where do the forces come from?
After all, they mowed me like that too
What a head flew off ...

Tell me, girlfriend, how are you?
What kind of wind did they dream of?
They set me on fire too -
And I, like you, burned to the ground ...

Where did the forces come from?
It seemed that we were not there - only ashes
But we are from these mortal loops,
Like a phoenix bird, have risen!

Tell me gentle words.
We are waiting for holidays and weekdays.
I'm young again, cheerful, buen.
Talk to me, grass!