Текст песни YURCHA SAMARA - ГДЕ-ТО...

Of his body only the movement of thought
Slice warm tearing flesh
Beyond its absolute article,
Where the atoms of my Teles have long since sour ...
 
He smiled, looking at me in the light,
Left satisfied
And I seemed doomed
A long way inside him tete - a - tete .

First he , throwing on the floor of my body ,
Blinded some bastard.
But it was just a joke ,
Intermission - saver kalamburchik between.
 
Then he sighed and rubbed his palm and a little bored
With a smile, tender and sweet,
Bent me with terrible force
as much as the skin breaks, clearing the way the wings ...

Vsporhnuv waving wings moth sad
I rushed into the distance dawn
And in order to find the answer
Himself condemned , slowly grasp the meaning of eternal mystery

Acquisition of peace and bliss ,
Summoning a sweet dream ,
To become the same as He
Someday ... - Over absolute perfection .