Sut' vsekh veshchey
viditsya mne
kak neraskrytyy buton...
Zhadno vdykhayu,
Mozhet, uznayu to,
chto ne znaet nikto...
Serdtse mira
b'yetsya s moim v takt
Serdtse mira
pul'siruet v khrupkikh tsvetakh
Sut' vsekh veshchey -
na glubine,
gde-to u samogo dna...
V kazhdom prilive,
v kazhdom otlive -
svoy ritm i svoya luna...
Serdtse mira
b'yetsya v tebe i vo mne
Serdtse mira
pul'siruet v temnoy volne
My izuchaem,
my ob"yasnyaem to,
chto nel'zya ob"yasnit'...
Nas op'yanyaet,
nas osleplyaet
tayny siyayushchiy nimb...
Serdtse mira
eshchye ne otkryto nikem
Serdtse mira -
golub' na detskoy ruke...