Текст песни Чёртов Рай - Картина

you in the picture was a forest
green so high you walked in it
there is your friend - an old demon
birch sap lapped
I spoke with fire
the moon hiccupped

yes it in the palm of proteins sprinkled nuts
Wolves were singing in the hills
Winds were sleeping in a tree

you had a house in the picture
tower-Mansion you been there
there you loved young spring
birch sap lapped
I spoke with fire
the moon hiccupped

yes and yes my palm squirrel sprinkled nuts
Wolves were singing in the hills
Winds were sleeping in a tree

Fuck what you joy-sorrow
all your paint-brush
on the canvas of your soul without conscience
yes no greed without greed

all that was but what was not - write
pozalyapayu in paint brush
death, life, vodka, marijuana
without greed but without self-interest of ...

I have the picture was hell
I looked to the east golden day
there began to play God - even-ODD
birch sap lapped
I spoke with fire
the moon hiccupped

oh yes it in the palm of proteins sprinkled nuts
Wolves were singing in the hills
Winds were sleeping in a tree

Fuck what you joy-sorrow
all your paint-brush
on the canvas of your soul without conscience
yes no greed without greed

all that was but what was not - write
pozalyapayu in paint brush
death, life, vodka, marijuana
without greed but without self-interest of ...