Текст песни ФеТ - На стоге сена

On a haystack in the southern night
I lay with my face to the firmament,
And the chorus shone, lively and friendly,
Spreading around, trembling.

The earth, like a vague dream, dumb,
Carried away unknown
And I, as the first inhabitant of paradise,
One saw the night in his face.

I rushed to the abyss of midnight
Or were the host of stars rushing to me?
It seemed as if in the hand of a powerful
I hung over this abyss.

And with faintness and confusion
I measured the depth with my eyes
In which with every moment I
I'm drowning more and more irreversibly.