Текст песни Андрей Буков - Чудак

They say that life is just a dream he flies without knowing the way,
 But living on the earth is a queer he wanted the whole world to lead,
 It was therefore crank it a lot and wanted to write his string of
 How to live all your life, and fires lit in the hearts of a red-hot fire.

 Look out the window you'll see the house - the house in which he lives a poet,
 But the house is burning extraordinary light - the light of love and great victories,
 You go down the path glance out the window - you will see how life is boiling,
 There on the table as the first leaf and feather and candle burns frozen.

 Saying goodbye to friends wrote his novel he had collected there all his life,
 He wrote the novel came to life again as if he was pulling his life like a thread,
 Not finishing the novel he left the fate and believing a single dream,
 He remained lying on the oak table with pen and leaf in his hand.

 Look out the window you'll see the house - the house in which the poet died,
 But the house is burning extraordinary light - the light of love and great victories,
 You go down the path glance out the window - you will see how life is boiling,
 There on the table as the first leaf and feather and candle burns frozen.

 Look out the window you'll see the house - the house in which he lives a poet,
 But the house is burning extraordinary light - the light of love and great victories,
 You go down the path glance out the window - you will see how life is boiling,
 There on the table as the first leaf and feather and candle burns frozen.