Текст песни Ad Libitum - Царь-камень

Houses are like rocks by caves,
People walk around with ivy.
From a crack, like a compressed nerve,
The sounds of the lute crackle about summer,
But frost fell on the grass ...

Counts the time of eaters
Heavy cross during wanderings;
Old people are left here
The cripples, the sick and the musicians.
The sorcerer is more important for fools:
When he is with us, we are all together.
But pushing through the glass with a look
I only heard the song ...

My city burned like paper.
Red autumn fell black.
Ashes fell to the bottom of the ravines
Dressed in granite, which is what the Tsar-stone wanted.
But the time for love is over
No more singing.
The earth turned white
And so ineptly beckons
But it's so good in the city
I want to die here
Abandon the body, take off
And hug these stones ...