Текст песни Каталог - Я хотел о главном заговорить

I thought sometime - straight way
I sought to make a list
All you need to know all that forget
Everything that should be and that can not be
I seemed a tedious circulation
Gray days, smooth empty worries
I wanted to talk about the main thing
And sat down for books and dictionaries

I began to be afraid of random meetings
They sometimes killed speech
I decided to forget the rimpets
And hide in the white fields of pages
Only I did not know that it was impossible to leave
From what will meet on the way
That the eyes can not be banned
Everything around, but not at all

I will not guess when
A victory or trouble will come to us
Sometimes years flashed like a moment
And sometimes it happens, and the moment is great
I learned that the way - he is wide as the steppe
And that the goal is not a goal if this is a chain
That someone who wants to speak
Thick dictionaries will not help