Текст песни Ростислав Чебыкин - Шёл я по лесу

I was walking through the forest, walking on the dark
From top to bottom of despair
Evil grass, thorns hungry
Roots Willie to the bottom.
Owls uhali wings flapped,
Ros mug on the rock of the Acropolis ...
Barely survived and went out into the field,
And in the field of - war.

I was walking across the field, I went under fire,
Crowds stamped with catapults,
Behind clerics waving cults -
Driven in haste paradise.
No, not with those I was not with these;
Those and those I have noticed,
Both front warmly welcomed
Volleys of batteries.

I was walking across the sky, walked in prostration -
Taken in God Corporation
Coordinate the chain of command
Schedule Day of Judgment.
Angel in the office muddies principles;
Church Calendar, inventory, late rock the boat.
Oh, I have to remove the frontispiece,
In the forest let me in!