Текст песни Мир Огня - Чужак и печальная крыса

Excuse me, drunk and gray
He went from these places
With sad rat on his shoulder
With longing eyes
Clutching a cross.
Just three months ago
He came here from the depths.
We saw his ritual -
All night it burned a fire.
His fire ...
Eyes stranger-stranger
Shone bright purity.
He knew a lot.
His words helped us
Understand the rest ...
One boy
Catch him Krysenko in the yard,
The stranger took it with a bow
And he stayed on his shoulder,
If he wanted to say to him:
"You get tired from sunrise
You're tired of sunsets.
These individuals, these mountains
We forget forever ... "
But we have learned a lot,
What is not worth talking about.
Decided priest charms away
And baptize ...
Weeks passed
And the stranger became reclusive
And empty
As soon as the rat could not understand it
And stay with him.
He spoke to her softly:
"You get tired from sunrise
You're tired of sunsets.
These individuals, these mountains
We have forgotten forever ...