Текст песни Сергей Калугин - Сонет 6

Agate Moon painfully vague ,
Slides on the black feathers of an eagle,
That spread out from the brink and to the point
The world is gigantic wing.

And reflects the slate moisture
Night lakes , swimming beneath me ,
Light clouds, pierced Moon
And the Milky Way in the crystals of the zodiac.

For mist mountains behind the blade ridge
Crystal River beds feature
Hardly visible lights in the distant camp.

And the arm of the star -like strands of ice
Drags me knows where
On a thin and flickering lasso ...