Текст песни Виктор Луферов - Старый сад

OLD ORCHARD
About life on the endless thread
About life, you're short an anecdote.
High and deaf from eternity fence
Only wide sash at the gate.

And in the old garden gate is visible.
The garden is distributed carefree laughter,
But the guard will not let anyone back,
While there, good man, let all.

Yes, he is not and, because the one who enters into the garden,
He did not even look back.
Probably because in the old garden that
Oblivion apples hanging bloodshot.

Well, then so, there lived a queer one,
Once in the garden, he had to take a step.
There apples tore his father and mother
And this was not at all eccentricities.