Текст песни Чудеса в Решете - Своя беда

Own trouble

The light is there - the light is here! Invincible light.
Light versus light, one for all.
He loves dreams, but he hates night.
The light is there - the light is here! He does not go away.
He doesn’t knock on the door, doesn’t lick the window,
Blood doesn’t lie down in dust,
Not afraid of death, doesn't believe in God
But even he couldn’t leave.

From his misfortune. (2 p.)

The light is there - the light is here! Squirrel Wheel.
Day frost and night warmers.
His soul is a wilted flower.
Flying angel and fallen angel.
He crawls in the grass with a wise snake,
Dies in the night and rises in the morning
Gathers needles without tossing a stack
But even he couldn’t leave.

From his misfortune. (2 p.)

The light is there - the light is here! Light is everywhere and always!
If you believe the cards, I’m not standing myself.
Light is higher than light! The light is above all!
One fun - no reason to laugh.
I ran for three days and sneaked for three nights
He sighed a calf on a rotten board,
And then I realized that I got caught -
I'm caught like a fly in a dirty fist

In his misfortune (2 p.)

July 15, 2000