Текст песни Телевизор - Хороводоворот

Round dance
(M. Borzykin)

These children are wandering in circles.
Against death, paper and stone.
Bewitched by a black hole
Round dance.

"Why?", "What for?" - blind questions
They fly in golden cosmic dust.
Towards a safe bottom
To fall and sleep

And before ... What happened before?
Do you remember...? I don't remember anything ...
Boy ... That boy is alive!
He who was not born did not die.

How is it all so stupid?
No bottom, no ford, no rest,
It only spins, believes and lies
Round dance.