Текст песни Николай Клейновский, Владимир Орлов - 07 На деревянных руках

Dust of local roads - awards to tired legs,
Dance on wooden hands.
And I can see - Delkach,
Surprise me without having trick
On steps of yellowed pages.
So rolling the body of my body
Dance on wooden hands!

Dirt urban gates
Scum suits the day on the whole world
Worms in the paradise gardens.
And you can see - Delkach,
Surprise me without having trick
On steps of yellowed pages.
And if life is a circus,
And everywhere jesters -
Dance on wooden hands!