Lyrics Пикник - потеряный

He will leave the house
The threshold is windy
Everything is not to his heart
And there is no peace for him

He walks lost,
He walks unidentified,
As if not ordered,
It's like that's stolen

Through the dew streams the light
As the fog melt days
As if there was not and there is not
Neither person nor name

He walks lost,
He walks unidentified,
As if not ordered,
It's like that's stolen

Only herbs blue
Bend and rock,
As if everyone understands,
As if agreeing

You are my friends,
Clouds and ravens
Let go of me
Four sides

He walks lost,
He walks unidentified,
As if not ordered,
It's like that's stolen