Текст песни Otto Dix - Сказка странствий

Over thy head
No long-native heaven,
And around you a wall
Smokestacks dead wood.

You casually zapahnёsh
Its a dusty gray cloak.
Wind is among the ruins
Barely audible baby crying.

Tale of wandering - the call of the sad,
It sounds enticing away.
Tale of wandering - the song of wanderings
For you, for me.

Persistently and quietly
For you there is a plague,
The shadow of her shawl falls
On the road and at home.

But do you believe, somewhere will meet
And you spring beam
And you'll see the sun again
Between the radioactive clouds.

Tale of wandering - the call of the sad,
It sounds enticing away.
Tale of wandering - the song of wanderings
For you, for me.