Текст песни Бульвар Виктора Нуара - Хранитель

I - the keeper of the far distance,
I curlicue
Everything, nobody knows what,
Brush sign for a laugh.

I wandered along the roads,
I hear, I know every rustle,
And follow the forest god
I differ on snow.

About me nobody knows
Only his voice quiet at night
The visitors timidly invites,
Sit close to the fire.

I will come as a welcome guest,
As the narrator of many faces,
On forests inviting, strange
In a warm house to tell.

In the morning, the sun
Will ignite and peep
In the steamy little window
And wake up all around,

I'll disappear and go
In the world of timeless wanderings,
Just shouting good-bye:
"Good-bye, old friend!"