Текст песни Егор Шмаков - Диане Гамидовой - Уильям Шекспир, сонет 68

His face - one of the reflections
Those days when the world beauty
It bloomed freely, like a flower spring ,
And not ryadilas in false colors .
When no one in the cemetery fence
I do not dare to break the deathly calm
And give a buried golden strands
The second life of another color .
His face is friendly and modest ,
Mouth of counterfeit inks denied .
Its spring is not green borrowing
And the novelty of not robbing antiquities.
It keeps nature compared to
Beautiful decorations truth with lies .

Translation by S. Marshak