А.Пустынный - Отшельник-переиздание-8-02-15 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Fighting away from the caravan, lost in the sands, a deserted hermit of cognition, dryly raving from this melting dream, on the horizon of the heart, at the sunset of the soul in the heat-dripping sugar of life ... and each brilliant realist, after a moment, only a mirage, under a red disk ; and at the beginning of the path of these MiGs there are so few, and then these 40 moments-days stretch out the endless caravan of the tormenting eyes of the hermits of the memories! .. And the drying, cracked mouth will finally find this well of their own, this answer, this brilliant reality under the red disk; They will find and after a moment dry, complementing this endless chain of caravan of the tormenting eyes of the hermit memories. P.S. And only a little Scorpio will linger for a moment of your trace, froze, stakes up, thinks and rushed to his melting dream, to his horizon of oblivion, in his sultry sugar of life ... (04-01-2015)