Текст песни Александр Градский - К России

Castle, I beg you!
The evening is terrible, the buzz of life.
I am helpless. I'm dying
From the blind swims of yours.

He who left the deceased
Breaks on top of her,
But now I went down to the valley,
And now it's not dare.

Forever I am ready to hide
And live without a name. I'm ready,
So that with you and in dreams do not converge,
abandon all sorts of dreams;

bleed yourself, cripple,
do not touch your favorite books
exchange to any nash
Everything that I have is my tongue.

But but, about Russia, through tears,
Through the grass of two non-magic graves,
Through the trembling stains of birch,
Through everything that I lived,

expensive blind eyes
Do not look at me, please
do not look for in this coal pit
Do not grope my life!

For years have passed and a century,
And for the grief, for flour, for shame -
Late late! - Nobody will answer
And the soul will not forgive anyone.

1939, Paris