Текст песни Д.МАЛИКОВ - Марракеш

The caravan will pass and melt
you and I do not notice.
With a blade, fear cuts the temple
salt on the lips, sand on the heart.
Like a movie mirage over the desert
night will come - the air will cool down.
The jeep floats on a sandy river
all paths lead to Marrakech

Ma - rra - ke - esh.
Ma - rra - ke - esh.

Mirages cannot fool us.
The light melts in the clouds.
The hand barely trembled
The word "Yes" is your answer.

We are alone and the world is under our feet
this city behind the clouds.
Sitar sound and carpet velvet
someone wise once said:
"Everything will pass - nothing will happen
and under the moon everything will repeat itself "...
Starlight is burning in the distance
the light of the star calls to Marrakech.