Текст песни Егор Летов - Я летаю снаружи всех измерений

In my hand nezasohshey
Scold quietly memory
At my uncured River
It floats gently bird
By not killed my soul
Crying sadly forgotten reason.
I fly all the outside measurements
I fly all the outside measurements

Through me penetrate secretly
Sounds views knives and bullets,
Slowly get into my house
White winter cold and mold,
Surrounds the
My body is mortal terror.
I fly all the outside measurements
I fly all the outside measurements

I do not feel the touch.
I do not remember that I know.
I'm for the human frame representations.
I do not believe in the days and nights.
I can not hear other people's sayings.
I threw behind language.
I fly all the outside measurements
I fly all the outside measurements
I fly all the outside measurements
I fly outside all measurements ...