Юрий Визбор - Новая земля
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In my mathematician's head
The whole universe is upside down
And the Arctic walks near Novaya Zemlya
The Arctic is shaking
White ice walks like dreadnoughts
They fight like heroes
Oh, long ago you were there for me, oh long ago you were there
I would write two or three pages
You should write to me about Holland
Where do big tulips grow?
You should write to me about Scotland
Where sad songs are sung
But the message never arrives
And this makes my chest sad
Neither you, nor the letter, nor Holland
Only this bespectacled guy is boring
He will force you and keep grinning
Shiny bald spot pink circle
And under the bald head it looks like this
That America will soon be gone
And in America the guys are tired
Everyone is trying to make us die
Give me the old land, comrades.
I don't want New Earth anymore
With a mathematician gray as tin
Soon we'll shed tears of farewell
He will bring his head to Moscow
I'll bring something else