Текст песни Вадим Курылёв - Степной Волк

Steppenwolf, wandering silently
the bookshelves outside world,
fly over the sea foam of suffering
floats in the sky your apartment
Why believe in something that will
your secrets are placed on the board,
thy gods - it's just people.
what holiday you warm,
What smell is worthy of attention
but soon settles to the bottom of the night wind
Angel wings and raise desires.
what colors are hidden in the white,
and whose pain is drowning in red ...
debt charge is not coming to an end,
but you have to cover up traces vain
in the darkness of the heart the seed of a previous life
steppe elves clipped wings
wolf eyes looking you in the mirror,
but mirror hung dust.
Farewell fairy tale, dragon fire,
under the black sun of the past summer,
burnt wings of parolona
and once again turn into a pumpkin carriage.
Search death, like a wolf,
yellow leaf hanging on a branch,
lit by the sun, the moon being cold -
here all the cases are rare enough
steppe wolf in the trap of illusions
chewing on rocks in the empty hope
change the face - a questionable output
you learn in any clothes.