Текст песни Борсо - Иду домой

I am going home

When I go home
With my gut I accept the laughter of the stations,
Humus is falling from my shoes
And again the soul seems to be at the very beginning.

When I go home
I feel all the clients are asphalt
Already attracted free need,
And the brother takes the brother's property.

When I go home
The world is changing in my mind
Open pain goes to basements
And all the changes are for the better.

When I go home
Bathed in vastness of dim light
I tear the stars with my hand
And I feel - there is no death!