Текст песни Мать Тереза - Последнее время

Recently, I walk again on the ground, as in the sky.
And I again appeal to you, but you are no longer.
Ash, cruelty and nonsense, premonition of troubles.
Little boy. I want to in the toilet. How old are I?
Recently, I am again insensitive, as if fully.
My tribe expelled me at this last time.
And I wander on the slopes of the hills, like a black monk.
This is your fear I do Shah, and I take a step.