Текст песни Станционный Смотритель - Утопленник

Reflection in the mirror of the lakes
Lost and rushed
All prophesied the death of the maiden beauty
I went under the water, fogged up
A cloud of hair that swayed
And deeper and deeper, they do not know, do not know how.

I heard songs in the damp forest
Even the cunning, but the crafty
Someone's voice sang an invitation.
There was no water - there was no trouble
Stay here and receive your gifts.
I've been here for a long time, at the bottom of the lake.
So we met.

In the sky, the horns were directed by the pines,
Run home before it's too late.
Soon the moon will fall on the surface of the lake
Will remember