Текст песни Эдуард Асадов - Остров романтики

From the Arctic to the Antarctic
People the world over.
Only the island of romance
On the cards are dealt.

But it exists, note on,
There is the moon and mountains,
But not a single skeptic
And no arguer.

Not a whisper of inhabitants,
No boredom and no anguish.
Living there is some dreamers
Lovers and cranks.

There is a blue cliffs
And all the winds voice
White albatrosses
And the scarlet sails.

There is a bay of Don Quixote,
And Cape Robinson is.
The guitar is at a premium,
A first word - & quot; & quot ;! honor

There are hiking paths very often,
And before each fire
Eat turtles with dill
Under strong Jamaican rum.

There's often a song is crowned
Cup silver in color,
A woman insulted
It burned at the stake.

Guitars rings nights
The constellation of missile race,
There's just always poems
Love says.

From the Arctic to the Antarctic
People the world over,
Only the island of romance
On the cards are dealt.

But really, do not have to be sad
About maps. The thing is,
What ever next to the island -
It is in the heart of your lives!