Текст песни Дмитрий Ёлкин - Созвездие Гончих псов - Натура дикаря

Forgetting about personal affairs,
Like cockroach from under the table,
I get out of the corner of spiritual stool
And, rear prospect showing
I run away to the station,
To please the network of your roads in the spay.

So everything came time
Shouting his "hurray"
Cook soup from the ax, do not remember days
Walk-in
And again be yourself,
Strachnifberry nerves, exactly drunk horses.

And watered in the outer with your head.
So that the smell of life urban
Left with water and did not disagree the beast
And then, right up to September,
My nature savage
Let it be rushing up a large air bubble.

Yes, I'm like a bull is healthy,
There are "Whiteor" from mosquitoes,
So everything that was before, Tryn-grass.
Running out of captivity smallest things
I go with the woods on the shoulder -
I picked up it should be on firewood.

But autumn, suggesting the date,
Purge me to the station
And I Pina, like a dog, myself under the side.
I want to leave hardly
But the life turns his spiral -
I will wait for her sorewater.