Stará Lou [English translation]

Me - lazy Bob, and old Lou,

we stroll this land

only God knows how many years, and how many days,

to get to our tour [1] through heaven.

There we will be drinking from the mountain streams,

and sleep under the stars.

I like that merry morning silence,

that I got used to know - when the nightmares fade,

and drunkards are tending to their wounds.

[Ref]

Sun is rising on the horizon

and it is past us.

And old Lou,

Lou is brewing her magic potion,

and then we drink it together,

and we don't want to sleep.

Me - lazy Bob, and old Lou,

that strange group.

We are hunters - of the lost dreams

we travel the roads, that end only God know where,

and ramble above the horizon.

[Ref]

Sun is rising on the horizon

and it is past us.

And old Lou,

Lou is brewing her magic potion,

and then we drink it together,

and we don't want to sleep.

Somebody took just a little,

somebody hit the bottom,

and the horned one [2] smiles,

that he got somebody into his claws