Текст песни Radogor - Незримые дали бесконечных узоров

I saw crystal lakes lace
woven into one endless pattern
in the early morning dew silvery
and in the late night fire burning

from the top of a hill contemplating the sunset
silence observed variables worlds
breast inhaling intoxicated spring
invisible to back away from a given

the blind will see wondrous beauty
I do not understand my writings in manuscript
a wandering stranger comes to God
and will throw off the shackles of the madding crowd