Текст песни Енох - Голем

No arrows over the dial
On the clock against the chamber ...
They look like immobile years -
Blind room windows without entering.
If life closed into the ring,
If the clay of the cord pulled the face,
If you are weak and loss -
On a blocking, silently walks his naked.

The search for God
Estrast old synagogue.
The stigmatics of the sky will be formed by moisture:
Night defenselessness * Sheltered Prague
Faces of color pine sawdust.
Like pupils bottles
With Malefic ** envy unrequited
Ploy in other people's windows with burning light!

You will ever come back to the street of Alchemists,
And the gray featured Rabbi from his mouth will take the seal.
Under the flow of water, lonely appeal to white clay -
If you left forever, do not think that you will be waiting!
And no one is waiting.
It's raining.
Sfefer Strings ...
All blooming makes ...
It's raining...

House in the fog in the lantern.
Candles are not lit for a long time.
A look at the world for the porters:
Streets filled with chimerers.
The same stones that tread back.
Emptiness in gray-yellow eyes.
From the moon, clouds patch are broken,
Stars are similar to the stars of the Star Chamber!

You will ever come back to the street of Alchemists
Toy in the winds of fate, broken by hand.
In the Siayani of the Astral Light merge with ghetto stones:
All rivers are always returning to their springs!
Summer life -
Cycle of useless lies.
Everything will be kingny than the best ...
Running over the abyss of rye ...

A little shut down
Golden sparkles of the Sun,
Somewhere screaming
About the stone like fat.
The letters of Hebrew letters melt.
Street plug clogged.
Outside the window, dump, CHP, bad weather -
I woke up in my room without entering.

You will ever come back to Alchemist Street,
And the gray featured Rabbi from his mouth will take the seal.
Under the flow of water lonely contact white clay.
If you left forever, do not think that you will be waiting!
And no one is waiting.
It's raining.
No one will find ...
Year after year, life will pass ...
It's raining...
All blooming makes ...
All soaring falls ...
No one will find ...
It's raining.

* - Author's neologism. Antony of the words Lelchimurim (IVR) (in Judo-Aramaic mysticism - the safest night for the soul of the year.)
** - Here is a hopeless witch hatred.