Текст песни Борис Гребенщиков - К Мысу Радости

Joy to the Cape , to the cliffs of Sorrows Do
To the islands whether lilac birds
All the same, no matter where we landed
Do not raise our weary lashes

In the murky window slides
Proplyvut Golden Gardens
The sun of the tropics , palms equator
Blue polar ice

All the same, no matter where we landed
To the islands whether lilac birds
Joy to the Cape , to the cliffs of Sorrows Do
Do not raise our weary lashes