Текст песни В. Бутусов - Из Реки

How quiet water in a dream you go from the river
And vyleshsya in my hand flooded all around
You vynesesh hard words from the bottom of the river
My memories spletutsya in lace
All night and I doubt that the injured
Heavenly Creatures will hide under water

From the windy clouds appear the words
And fabulous music there in front
From fiery Duchy plucked wing
And the voice nestihayuschy swing bells
From big cities to erect nebyli
Without a shadow of a doubt, and the slow and ice

Shred for modicum
Music for music
A drop of a drop of
Holding his breath quietly and easily

departed Ptah
fear evaporate
And I fell to the bottom
The heart is not with me
The heart is not with you
Heart away