Текст песни ДДТ - Марина

Marina, Marina was sitting on the sand,
We fell, Marina, both yearning.
You are in the Mediterranean Sea
I am on the edge of the earth.
I'm like a plateau
You are the palm of the ships.

Allah created cakes, Jehovah - matzah.
Egyptian cats go to your face.
And I'm kalach, Marina, the sad years of nights
I bake Yaril’s sunrise, I feed candles from my hand.

I wander through the ravines
Looking for myself in the forest
Fighting the sunset of truth
I’m raining a scythe.

And if you saw the moon last night,
Did you read between the lines about my guilt
About how we, Marina, will suddenly meet with you,
And you look past, passing with someone else's hand.