Текст песни Записки Неизвестного - Дух сомнения

How out of his pants, growing out of the songs -
I feel like my world this cramped,

And I hear a sharp bitterness on inspiration -
How alive boiled in broth era ...

But is it worth a life, though this line,
What vain rhyme with a light hand!

I have not one, the whole world the proud ...
Does it pick up a chord I feeling?

What would express the sound of God's greatness -
I knew grief not enough.

Loved pohlebat ponavaristey ing
With meat chunks incorrupt relics ...

But whatever happens, it is not necessary ruble -
And the eternal flame will burn down to coal!

How to live in the mind but with a pure soul,
With pain in the heart and great faith?

Love! - It was only entitled to a loving ...
And if it is not - because there is nothing to fix it!

Not sick desire ripening forces -
Bush grape audio news from the grave,

But just stay as it is, I can not -
God no candle, neither hell poker ...