Алексей Дмитриев - Последний из могикан
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Night with a stearic gleam
A glint on black glass
Five minutes of timelessness
Smiled at me again

The pendulum of life swings
But the light never ends
In the eternal movement of matter
We wander for so many years

And somewhere out there on the roads of white dreams
Or barefoot in the rain again
Everyone in their place, who lived as they did
Or is it all a lie

At night, through narrow alleys
In the courtyards of old Moscow
Along Sobyanin's chocolate
Come to the house where you lived

And stand again under the windows
And between the touch of eyelids
See on the old streets
Those who have gone on up

Well, how are you there on the roads of white dreams
Or barefoot in the rain again, still running, running somewhere
Everyone in their place, who lived as they did
Or is it all a lie

Don't look into that side
The abyss is no reason to be sad
Let's drink a hundred liters
And sing how wonderful life is

And soon the fairy tale will repent
The ringing of raspberries in a glass
And it will crumble into lace
The Last of the Mohicans

And somewhere out there, along the roads of white dreams
Or barefoot again in the rain
He will wander alone across the clouds into the light
If this isn't a lie