Текст песни ДДТ - Бродяга

On the road, broken body,
The trees remains of the soul -
Lonely death flew,
In this godforsaken wilderness.

He lay on rotting weeds,
Floating in the sky blind eye.
Unnamed barefoot, wretched,
In the distance a storm was gathering.

On his chest shone in the light of lightning
Two worm but a silver cross.
And in the distance the mountains stood in silence,
Watched the emptiness of these places.

Hey, tramp, you son of man ',
Where's your horse, where his wife where the village?
Clouds shrouded shoulders
Mother's funeral storm it.

How many years have you been wandering about the world?
How long darling of the door?
In what had gone and stayed there forever,
Lord, take away his soul.

I bury it under an alder,
The light from the lightning ran down his mustache,
I did not see a shadow behind him ...
Realized that burying himself.