Текст песни Чейн-Стокс - Сказка

On the solar disk flashed
Lazy Usataya Som.
He left his cane somewhere
Floored white sand

Imposed on the shore
Proter fin face
Posted on the loss
Buried in the sand deep

In the depths of the kingdom of river
We started a common collection
Called the clock of the blind
There was a hot spore

There som in sandy labyrinths
Risks otitit grabbed
It is necessary to save him urgently
On the shore it's time to rush

CROT DROUNDED TO SLOW
Rose to the smooth river
We were looking for a poor fellow
fatigue contrary to