Текст песни Мифы - Кудрявый силуэт

I see the house,
And the house is not the lights go out,
In the looms
Your curly silhouette.

Your house is open,
And it is covered with endless table
But ran out of the ball,
And your last one left.

Is over the ball,
And you fell face first into a salad,
And outside
Habitually wither leaves.

Thou shalt rights
Statement given praise and honor,
Either the fall
The share of the take-off too.

You're looking for an answer for many years
To your question,
But until now,
Response and was not found.

Here you are the one, and the chain of causes
You clear,
And after the music
Silence falls.

And you're accustomed to,
What wilted your sail in calm,
And ships to replace
Got a car.

You still wonder their sea
Is replaced by the pond,
Where good carp
Under the hour burn.

And you have achieved what I wanted!