Prekrasen svet ochey tvoikh
Moy syn, moye zhivoye chado
Bessmyslen ty sred' massy etikh tel
No sred' bogov izvechno ty zhelan
Prishestviye tvoye, stiraya gran'
Togo, chto yest' - dushi tyazhelyy kamen'
Inaya sushchnost', dannaya bogami
Chtob mir prozrel

Chado grez,
Ty izgnannik etogo mira
Slepo zrish' na ten'
Bezvremennykh dney
Prizrachen tvoy siluet
Besposhchaden tvoy strakh
Ty bessilen sred' lyuda teney!
Chado grez
Izgoy ty, il' bozh'ye sozdaniye
Chto snizoshel chrez utrobu moyu?
Zrya skvoz' menya ty vershish' mirozdaniye
Padaya nits na sud'by koleyu

Chado grez!
Beschuvstvenno zhizn' zapolnyaya soboy,
Terem tvoy u lozha boga -
Ty zdes' chuzhoy!
V ravnoy sushchnosti s siloy inoy
Ty predalsya besede s bogami,
Riskuya soboy!

Kanuv v glubinu,
V slabykh ladonyakh
Derzhish' svet I t'mu.

Ty - indigo!

Mama, tepla zhe zdes' ladon' moya!
Smotri zhe, ya lechu, krylatyy ya!
Voz'mis' zhe menya za, leti za mnoyu!
Ya novyy mir v glazakh tvoikh otkroyu.
Ya ne v tvoyem miru,
No ya vsegda s toboyu,
Ne ostavlyay menya!

Vnov' po mlechnomu puti, chado indigo,
Proshedshiy skvoz' veka, zhivushchiy sred' teney,
Izranennyy,
Vechnyy syn nemogo sna,
Vnov', zaklinaya ten', chado indigo,
Lish' nit'yu omotav
Trekhlikogo volkhva mezhmir'ya stan,
Tket nad mirom novyy den'.

Mertvoy epokhi razveyavshiy prakh,
Sogrevayushchiy mertvyye kamni,
Stroish' novuyu eru na nashikh kostyakh
Sovershaya svoye mirozdaniye,
Chado indigo.

A ya - otrazheniye tebya!

Ochi tvoi - ledenyashchaya bol'!
Zri zhe, chado indigo,
Dlya menya protyani ty rodnuyu ladon',
Zdes' ya, chado indigo -
Idu za toboy!
V mir inoy!
Mezh svetom I t'moy,
Ty budesh' vechno so mnoy!

Ty - indigo!