Текст песни Медвежий Угол - Чёрные травы

How under heaven whitish
Crumbled dew
Sang sonorous braids.
Sang sharp scythes,
Called ahead autumn
The sun under his feet to throw .
Black grass field
Silk feather in the wind anymore.

Foam sky wings ,
Oh, was - or was - do not ask .
Oh, do not ask ...

From the fun to the fun
Laughter milestones - holes ,
The quick patch .
Sang swift rivers ,
( mmmm , are difficult to partition into separate words string : [ )
In Xph Kudlatiy sunsets .
(another untranslatable line: ] )
Mouths evil grabbed summer.
Foam sky wings ,
Oh, was - or was - but where there! ..

Bogged down after midnight guests
In pesey anger,
Psalms finish singing .
(third row untranslatable )
Where are you, a pure joy ?
Where are you, light joy ?
Where are you, a new joy ,
Where are you? ..
Oh, where are you?

Dol hooves horses
Dal winged bird ...
That crippled nastonet -
In rainy day dream .
All rights dawn wind ,
Reverse sobbed on the icon.
Was , but he did not notice ,
As a thing of the ground roots.

Hey , black grass ,
Dancing flames of the fire -
High etch were
That feather grass bed.
Burn crooked grin ,
How naplakal dew
How to cut the hamstring
Songs sharp scythe .