Текст песни Владимир Губанов - Фиолетовый мыс Айя

A yacht shakes a wave easily at night,
Hits aboard, blond.
Laspi Bay is shaded by rain.
The white ghost is Cape Aya.

And it will open in the window
Like a gap in a maze of rocks
On the locator flickering in the cabin,
Lonely in the night pier.

And in the morning, such a charm,
At the birth of the seventh day,
A staircase rises into the clouds
Delicious Kush Kai!

To the melody of charm
Beckoning him to heaven
Gives me my outlines
Purple Cape Ayia.

... And it happens that in a casual jam
Sad in cigarette smoke
I'm on a faded memory card
This cape is looking for everything, looking for.

And I dream about it without embellishment,
Celestial that wall -
With a blue cloud
To the distant stars ascended.