In the eyes of dogs black-and white color
And infinite shade of gray
The task is to paint the fences in the brightness of years
And no doubt take any barrier
Terrible obstacles to those who wait in the hole
When Going to color the horizon
And the mythical cancer suddenly whistles on the mountain
And the angel wings will hide from adversity
Do you hear? The wind was Way
Dog senses the fluttering of souls
Time stood up don't make to sleep
Walking through the looking glass puddles
The sixth sense will choose the path
A dog's sense of smell will lead you in the dawn
Only against the grain you don't stroke the fate
And remember always the name of Asket
Chorus:
Years, winds, rivers
Looking into the eyes of the sky
People and humans
Burrows, roads, milestones
In the eyes of dogs black-and white color
And infinite shade of gray
The task is to paint the fences in the brightness of years
And no doubt take any barrier
Terrible obstacles to those who wait in the hole
When Going to color the horizon
And the mythical cancer suddenly whistles on the mountain
And the angel wings will hide from adversity
Do you hear? The wind was Way
Dog senses the fluttering of souls
Time stood up don't make to sleep
Walking through the looking glass puddles
The sixth sense will choose the path
A dog's sense of smell will lead you in the dawn
Only against the grain you don't stroke the fate
And remember always the name of Asket
Chorus:
Years, winds, rivers
Looking into the eyes of the sky
People and humans
Burrows, roads, milestones