Текст песни Александра Дёмкина - предательство каждому чуждо

I like to walk on open spaces,
vast as the sky - the soul,
visit the spacious mansion
strange, high-love!
This sense of God-given to us,
we do not know how to appreciate ...
we go through the deserted roads
to somehow regain its ...
do not understand these crazy thoughts, the blind men ...
who did not like ... More
who did not drive these feelings on the threshold ...
and then kills one ...
it hurts, and it is ridiculous ...
lose, what greatly loved ...
and then catch up with the vain,
that which, idolized ...
let a lot of time has passed,
this power has not diminished ...
continuing to walk on open spaces ...
I just keep thinking about it ...
so why are you, Lord, created?
We, vicious and stupid people ...
After all, a betrayal of every alien ...
Even my gentle girl !!!!! ...