Текст песни Александр Малинин - Сон

Words of Nikolai Gumileva

I groaned from sleep bad
And woke up, grievo sorrow;
I dreamed - you love another
And that he offended you.

I ran from my bed,
As a murderer from his fee
And watched as dimly glittered
Lights with the eyes of animals.

Ah, probably, so homeless
No wandered
That night on the streets is dark,
As in the channels of dried rivers.

That's it stands in front of the door,
I am not given a different way,
Although I know that I will not dare
Never in this door to enter.

He offended you, I know
Although it was just a dream,
But I'm still dying
Before your closed window.