Текст песни Серебряная Свадьба - Бумажка

fate bears me
unemotional and bright
how is the breeze
toilet paper
below the clouds
and below the roof
but still high .. high .. high ...
high

here I stand on a stone
let me throw myself into the sea
what life prepares for me
joy or sorrow
may puzzle
may not offend
because the grasshopper is jumping
and where he does not see

life log
and death is sawdust
god is the owner of the sawmill
I'm that bug in the corner
in vain caught under the saw
I'm that bug in the corner
in vain caught under the saw