На северный полюс, на сломанных лыжах! {Уже изготовлены пули, что мимо тебя просвистят}
Have you heard 'bout the man?
A lonely wanderer
He left his home alone
Ran away from mother earth

People said he was a fool
Would never make it through
He headed to a new world
Believed in bright future

It's the nameless lonely blues
And I am here to sing for him
(c)