Текст песни Михаил Хохлов - За перевалом

During the pass the night grieving,
Eyes half closed,
And, suddenly, vanished happiness
The gray skies.
The night threw the pack of mermaids
The black reeds,
Almost touched the strings to wake up
The song in the backwoods.

Rattled chains, converged goals
Converged voice,
The night was reflected, and continued
Moonlight band.
And blackened old spruce,
As if saying,
That is not idle, monotonous
Days in the calendar.

Hillsides beat bows
At times the night water,
Saw sharply, the world - is an island
Halfway to the star.
You reopened bedspreads,
Milky stained glass,
And says that gave
This star for life