Текст песни БЦХ - Метафизическая грязь

icy worlds
Piercing pain dull ...
There are rules of the game .
Live, they are not retreating :
Right - the darkness , the left - light
Above them the time and space .
Unto the permanence ...
So what is next?
       Music and delirium .
He breathed the deep blue ,
Between this and that - breaks the connection ,
And doomed , dying ,
Flies , skirting the orbit ,
In metaphysical dirt .

Ivanov