Текст песни Otto Dix - Чудные дни

Unsuccessfully Man
From century to century
Looking for love.

He sings the praises of her poems,
He sees in his dreams,
And the waiting time and time again.

This is only his dreams.
Blank sheets
It is impossible to read.

To understand the book without words,
Find love,
I decided to create a car.

No one is to force love.
No one is to grasp this mystery.
But the man of God was able to win.
And now the feelings are not accidental.

There is no soul Machines.
Her heart deprived,
Decided Man -

For the love of pretty verses,
Pretense and colors,
And smezhennyh century.

For the love of the soul is not important,
Rooting only she can,
Nothing like it.

It is foolish to chase a dream,
After all, the easy way out -
Machinery better people.

No betrayals and infidelities,
And exposed veins.
And the soul does not hurt.

No agonizing dilemmas
And hundreds of problems
The program chooses.

The triumph of scientific ideas,
And for people
Then came the wonderful days.

You no longer need to live in misery.
ability to love
Only one machine.