Текст песни Александр Дулов на стихи Леонида Мартынова - Будто впрямь по чью-то душу...

Poems Leonid Martynov

If indeed for someone's soul
clouds afar
From the sea to the land move
From the west , from the east.
    Above the waves of time
    Wind occurs
    But the waves , not us
    Roughly pushed around .

He threatened : - I exalt ,
And then humiliate ! -
I hear it's great
And well see.
    Upland , humiliation,
    Wind whistling sinister ...
    I look without irritation
    For such things .

After all, there are worse ,
And then in the end
Leaving only a puddle
On the high road .
    But what is it for
    hotter than kerosene
    Blazed in the wet paddy
    Old aspen ?

I gave her a reason not to .
Rustled in vain .
Anyone because I did not sell
No soul, no body.
    Fire leaves whirling ,
    Wind whistling sinister -
    I look without irritation
    For such things .