Текст песни Леонид Федоров и Владимир Волков - романс

The piano was open and all the strings in it trembled,
The air was gray, clear and high,
Study is over, the memory surrounded
Flowing sounds in the sand.

Romance is over, the air swam important
Above the string, trying to leave the room
Weary silence flowed drawl
In the vessel, showing a glass.

In the hands of colors he silvery strictly
Finished the evening, night and poured onto the garden,
But the music, the pillar at the threshold,
Spacious cried to the Asian way.

We ran away in a wonderful,
Pursuing disappeared silence.
Royal was all open and the strings in it trembled in the icy wind, laughing, roaring rush