Текст песни я не то, что схожу с ума, - но устал за лето

I'm not that crazy, but I got tired over the summer.
Over the shirt into the chest come on, and the day is lost.
Hurry, or something, the winter came and brought it all -
Cities, people, but for a start - greens.

I will sleep without undressing or reading from anyone
Places someone else's book, until the rest of the year,
Like a dog running from a blind man
Transfer in the right place asphalt. Freedom -

This is when you forget the middle name of the tyrant,
And saliva in the mouth is sweeter than Shiraz's halva,
And although your brain is twisted like a horn of a ram,
Nothing caps from the blue eye.

1975