Текст песни Ступени - Перекати-поле

My ship ran aground a long time
The new scar proud temple
Smudge world as watercolor
A dream water and triturated time in the sand

Chapped lips of silence
Weather-beaten face of silence
But if you see at the bottom of the pupils despair
Turn away, do not look

I do not remember what I was blown away

No, I do not hide the eyes
And not hiding an ace up his sleeve
Here I am all - fits in your palm
There's around the next corner
Will something be if someone
Who will give me the fire?

Do you seriously vosprimesh
What witch cold night in the woods?
Wind ruffled plait
But does he remember the smell of the hair?

And the taste of tears?

Yes, you're right
Scary witch, witches do not cry
All hopes crumbled to dust
And I'm still alive - what luck!
Too many strings burst
Too much is not solved runes
Dropped my scenario
And behind the mask does not have a face
And the road will never end
Or was there a reward ...

Tumbleweed, tumbleweed,
Tumbleweed, tumbleweed,
Where is your home? Where is your home?
Where is your home? Where is your home?…