Реки и мосты [Reki i mosty] [English translation]

I don't know for which time I have the same dream:

A night landscape with a river in the distance.

And I walk, being almost weightless,

Down the road, which leads me to the river.

And they wait for me on the far shore.

Fog over the water is like smoke,

And I stand and can't shout,

I really need to reach them for some reason.

In my dream the solution is simple:

I'm building a bridge again,

And the bridge consists of my dreams,

And of music and words.

By this bridge

I cross this river.

And after having said goodbye to my sleep,

I beg for only thing:

I have enough power to build thousand bridges,

So that every time when going down to the river

To live believing in the truth of some words

And also in the power of several chords.