Текст песни Кошаблок - живет в тайге

Koshablochek lives in the taiga
 For the third year,
 Koshablochek gone from people
 He retired from worldly troubles,
 He was just tired of life
 And do not hold a grudge against the people,
 But there was a time -
 He was the bearer of great ideas.
 Now the forest was his home,
 He can sleep here,
 He drinks silence
 And the silence it did not take away.

 And at night he comes to me,
 He calls me with you,
 Koshablochek goes to the moon,
 He sees a night like no other ...

 By Koshabloku nobody comes,
 In addition to birds and beasts,
 He wrote them his paintings -
 His eyes became as pure as the brook
 Autumn changes in the spring,
 Wood changes its clothes,
 Koshablochek washes dew,
 Spring brings hope
 For people...
 He was one
 For people it is Grandfather Mazzei,
 Maybe he'll come back to the people,
 When on earth will come Rai ...

 And at night he comes to me,
 He calls me with you,
 Koshablochek goes to the moon,
 He sees a night like no other ...