Текст песни Леонид Фёдоров, АукцЫон - Хомба

Homba,
blizzards, dam.
and Gelicomba,
and Topinamba.

That's how and we would -
and would whole
like Topinamby
On the catacombs.

We were far away
And they become better
And maybe salt,
And maybe dust.

And far i
And without longing I -
I see stakes,
I hear wings ...

Secretly
and imperceptibly
And lonely
And unrequited.

And very difficult
uncomfortable
And only strange
And serene.

And maybe I,
And maybe I am,
And maybe salt I,
And maybe I am dust.

And far i
And without longing I -
I see stakes,
I hear wings ...

Olyu
or unwittingly
I see strange
And it does not hurt me.

And so welcome
And defenselessly
And I'm not ashamed
And not hurt.

Steel
iron dust
severe far
welcome free.

And far i
And without longing I -
I see stakes,
I hear wings ...

No, but
and imperceptibly
and carefully
and unrequited.

And strangely gentle,
and serene,
but lonely
and hopeless.