Текст песни ОпиЯ - Странник

Somewhere far away wandering the Wanderer ,
He is the lone eternal exile .
Wind hot, full of sand ,
And like - cold, pain and anguish .

Waves of rage , passion, glowing ,
clouds compressed eternal sun.
But waiting for the dawn of a stranger .
Overnight retreats - born light.

Thoughts like birds tend to eternity .
Dali's native wanderer dream .
Brighter favorite constellations eyes
Like a vast universe tear .

If he could touch them
Fairy from a fairy tale , a dream -soluble ,
He would have given her a star wreath .
More to the life he loved her .