Текст песни Вера Вотинцева - Случайная музыка

In the pack, the fate of intricately shuffles,
From nothing, and never invented in vain,
Of nonsense phrases from the lungs of wondrous silence
Inaudible music wove love instead of random.

   And fearlessly easy, does not keep, not the right,
   Slender hand slipped on the keyboard shortcuts.
   And in gentle rainbows burned, entangled within,
   Dozing time, frozen on thin swing.

But patiently, as always, kept watch yourself,
And it became cold, and tears rushed.
Spinning in a cone hours transparent grain.
And trembled wheel slipping unjustly.

   But serene and easy, drawn by vocation,
   Flew slender hand over the keys combination.
   And dumb, authorities are well laid nonsense,
   And just the music of Silence took the last ...