Текст песни Умка и Броневичок - Безумное дитя

My son walks along the edge of the puddle
And I such - I live without the husband
Oh, crazy child ...

Wait, my little son -
And in the puddle, he seems to have horns
Oh, crazy child ...

We all, like children, are walking along the edge
On the edge of hell, on the edge of paradise
Oh, crazy child ...

On the edge of hell, on the edge of paradise
We go playing and dying
Oh, crazy child ...

On the edge of hell
Along the Edge of Heaven
On the edge of life
On the edge of death
On the edge of the abyss
On the edge of the puddle

Oh, mad child.