I was standing and looking at the wind
taking the crowns from your head,
and one of us made a knight's gesture -
sing the song, sing...
now he became gold in the lists of saints
he is your new last hero
they said I should be the next -
forgive me, it will be someone else.
Stranger woman and Tatiana sell themselves
in the shadow of your cross
thanking for the right of labour.
and you sing your song, sing...
your singer disappeared in the depth of your mines,
the carved cage is empty
they said I am the one to pretend to the throne -
frogive me, someone else will be there.
Lights are flying in the cartoon sky
taking our girls away
Anubis waves his left hand to you,
and you sing, do not stop...
the burned sailor from the Orion's coasts
became as a son of regiment.
you thought that it was I
that night -
forgive me, but that was someone else.
but when seven stars above your head
will make a scarlet sickle
and a drunk hunter will let his dogs run
on the fields of your emptiness
I will remember everyone who is more beautiful than you,
more intelligent than you, better than you
but who of them went on the broken glass
as gracefully as you?
Yuriy's Day is coming soon and more and more candles
at the forgotten tsar's gates.
But do not light, do not light them, they will not save -
You better sing the song, sing.
Yesterday the pioneers of monastery
brought me the letter calling me to the court.
And they said i will be in the list of judges -
forgive me, someone else will be there.
From people who were enslaved I knew about your light.
from the blueeyed wolves - about all your miracles.
In the white laces, on the green grass
my soul was lost,
my eyes were lost.
From the Bottichelli's coasts white snow to the fire
from the swan ships by the swallow - to the shadow.
Yuriy's Day is soon
and we will go up -
up stream.