Текст песни Чешская Яма - В пределах

road which invented Forest
and the sky, which invented God
and the edge of the world, and I invented them
within their heads, for themselves

and rules invented strange people
straightened fiction in the sense of the edge
tangled heap of torn notes
within my head, for you

road to the left, the road back
I invented the way, and I'm glad
I survived a hundred years cask of wine
but a lot of ways, and one way to
within my head
shiny ice edge

striding briskly working squad
and breathes irregularly dog ​​to Spring
and raves about the bus back and forth
I remember the way to you

and behold the clouds obscure rays
and I stumble on the first step
Kohl nothing to sing - so you'd better be quiet
within its head I'll help you