Текст песни Дмитрий Мартьянов - Ой, да в омут головой, да ты не трусь я вернусь...

Oh, in the maelstrom of his head!
But you do not be afraid - I will be back.
Coming in from the bottom, but do not drown.
Would saint - would go over the water,
as well as on the bottom ...

And on top of the light - no save!
And, here, at the bottom - mud stones yes!
Oh, his feet knocked - no power,
I do not stand it, so wail.
 But all the same: the - the bottom.
How much nothing to shout? - It's time to emerge.
Hvatanuli ruff - on the sides of the blades.
Hands in the blood,
Soul in the flaps.

Yes next fool's shirt caught,
And I told him - come on!
And he told me - Carry!
And I would be up
To sip fog,
Yes, from wind power,
Yes, a piece of the sky.

And then there's the devil brought snakes -
Svilen into a ball,
Hands and feet wove.
And I would be up! ...

Oh, in the maelstrom of his head ...
He said - do not be afraid!
Promised - back.
Coming in from the bottom, but do not drown.
Would saint - would go over the water,
but yet at the bottom ...