Текст песни Владимир Туриянский - Пока не выгорел дотла костер твой...

It is not burned up
Bonfire yours and someone warm,
While the soul is not dead
And the pain can feel,
And if you're still on the road,
And it is not summed up,
And can you bear your cross
On this road of life,
While in tunnels glimmering light,
While lit your lamp,
It does not care that there is no money,
And the more you do not need.

And the star dust silver
While still rings under his feet,
And not change for good
On income taxes,
While more can you sing
And spinning your magazine,
Then, God willing, more time to
Finish singing all the things that did not finish singing.
... Day breaks. Pale lights.
Tosca black gun.
... The seven strings of letters and thirty-three.
And the loneliness of the poet.