Текст песни Вассар-бэнд - Безумная Ольга

Mad Olga sits by the window,
CHOOL LIGHT in a stuffing glass
She seems to be behind the wall of the wall,
Garding rider on a white horse.
Shine on his chest orders,
Consider their number, and will be six.
Mad Olga stands at the window,
It seems to her, there is someone behind someone.

Like a large wine vessel,
The patient, in the premonition of the doctor's death.
Satured ash, and from the eye of the pelle
Slisters like a dress from a thin shoulder.

Mad Olga sits at the wall,
Hand rubbing pictures from dreams,
Intimidated beast near dried pine
For a long time, the rusted Casov will not creak.
The movements of the angels are too easy
Soroka Tiggling Kissel,
Keanny young two drinks from the river,
Mad Olga falls into bed.

She wants to be stationary, lying
And look at the ceiling sluggish.
To the shelf book, back to bed,
And read the book between the lines.