Лукоморье - Города из цветочной пыли
текст песни

The sun above the noisy berth,
I'm under his rays
The wind of other worlds
My dreams puts on ...

They didn't attract me anymore
Cities from flower dust,
In sorrow and beauty
How they froze the candles ...

As if merged in me
All roofs, all impressions ...
Wavy blond hair,
Eyes, quiet singing ...

The lighthouse breaks through the sky
A delicate stream of light,
Even arches of cloth
Filled with a slow wind,

I went to the ocean
Tay the hope of cognition,
But I realized another -
Music without name ...

In it - not dark railing,
Not a soft red bed
Only the winding of the wind
With birds of birds like ...