Текст песни Заповедник - Друг Из Преисподней

A friend of mine came back from hell -
I was so afraid of , and he is behind things .
He says that there is much more comfortable ,
and I doubt
at the next crossroads.
Fingers playing with beads
of mirages and shells .
It is better to go to the sidelines ,
but with it, we never became friends.
On the lips dry saliva -
lustful kiss chimeras .
I close my eyes.
I do not think.
I do not believe it.
I close my eyes
and change color to green.
A pollen - body.
I break the wind on your face .
I live , like you, but in a different way of living .