Текст песни Дядя Го - Я не стал атмаха

He came, he said "The way ordered to the White Mountain
If you are on a black horse "
Do not look at me, Stone God, I will find my shelter
I did not atmah,
These hair lgut. If you do not call us into the clouds

I did not atmah, I did not ...

And yesterday, as always, I had an Alibi -
I was enough dead
To be not a dish to the table, but at least water
So not to be in your eyes
So as not to be in the arms of rotting moss