Текст песни Король Олег - неправда-правда

and somewhere at the bottom of memory
in a house with windows in summer
scalpel originally
the umbilical cord was cut
sheets of pain of a crumple
mother's attempt to rejoice
my attempt to shout
father - mother of son

... and outside the stars, like snow in December
and as prayer, parental counsel,
be human, son, and you will go out into the people

(falsehood / truth)

and then the diapers are washed
(babies always dream of the sea)
and the world grew in all directions
from the touch of eyes and fingers
memory ability - erase favorites -
sometimes where it was good -
morning ... parents ... my first steps,
on the walls the shadows of old acacias ...
and the world as a gypsy wedding -
the tambourines throbbed thickly,
retrained "liba" to "fish"
wiped his nose in his sleeve
a full moon hung in the sky
as if the cabbage had rotted
and the rooster crowed,
that it's time to live ...

... and on notches of sight where a grass on a breast
past the wolf's lair and the lion's pride
secret path out into the people

(falsehood / truth)