Франц Кафка - Внезапная прогулка - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

(reads: Catherine Semenova)

In the evening, when you seem to finally decided to stay at home, put on a bathrobe, sit after dinner behind the illuminated table and took up such work or such a game, by completing it usually go to bed when the weather in the yard is bad, so God himself makes not going out house when you already asked for so long at the table that I would surprise with my departure, when it was already dark and the front door was already on the stairs, and you stand up with a sudden discontent, change the bathrobe on the jacket, you immediately have dressed for The exit, declare that you should leave, and after a brief password go away and really, causing the remaining more or less, depending on the hasty, with which one you slammed the door, irritation when you come to your street and all parts of your body Answer this already unexpected freedom, which you gave them, special mobility, when you feel that by one of these solutions you collected all the determination let me, when with more than usual, clarity You are, that after all, you have more power than needs to easily make and make the fastest change, and when you walk along the long streets - then you fully dismissed from your family for this evening, it goes into the carelessness, and you yourself are sharply Depleted by the monolith, mighty inhibition of herself, climb to the true appearance.

All this is just enhanced if you visit a friend at this late evening an hour to see how it lives.

(S.Aapt translation)