Текст песни Вирь - Нижний Лес

I open my eyes
I see the clock hands
sprouting from the wounds of the earth tree sap
torn by the wind
picking yourself to the touch
without a body of thoughts in one voice silently
I lift the eyelids of a huge dead oak
leaves hide transparency
invisibility to the eye
the sun does not need
today this sun does not need
ragged crowns fall on the reared brushwood of trunks
I'm dropping my eyelids
transparent green light pours into the blue earth
all without a trace
the worms on it swell the bodies of clouds