Текст песни Пикник - Герр Захер-Мазох

Because more life
A hot sigh of secret passion.
Because - fate is capricious,
Knows Herr Sacher Masoch.

Everything here is extraordinary
The mistress is hidden by the shadow,
And her touch
Like a knife blade.

Because more life
A hot sigh of secret passion,
Therefore - fate is capricious
Knows Herr Sacher Masoch.

He would curse everything, but only
It hurts good in anger
Between sweetness and pain
The soul is torn.

Because more life
A hot sigh of secret passion,
Therefore - fate is capricious
Knows Herr Sacher Masoch.

If I could start over
If only I was lucky -
All the suffering and sorrow
I would repeat to everyone for evil.

So that those who breathe dust
The windows were broken in the houses
So that they thrash themselves excitedly
Yes on the stupid cheeks.

Because more life
A hot sigh of secret passion,
Therefore - fate is capricious
Knows Herr Sacher Masoch.