Текст песни Kopernik - Каприз в восприятии дерева

Whim in the perception of a tree

Sitting on a sheet of dumb wood,
I try to fall under my own weight down
The chain of events I interrupted
The tree takes it as a whim

Looking for bandages for imaginary wounds
Lose the precious dial of the minute
Butterfly waking from sleep
Magnet cling bacteria to the common cold.

Hope stupid increasingly building stairs
She also creates single cameras
In the half body half of the soul is warm
With a sign on the chest "Old"

To fall into an episode in a book
Or on the front page of the city's editorial
To all, quarreled, died laughing co
And though someone was shedding tears over it

2005