Текст песни А. Блок - И ты мой юный...

And you , my young , my sad ,
Go away !
Greetings , greetings farewell
I send this night .
And I'm still the same tired guest
In a strange land .
Brad as a belated traveler ,
For the beauty.
She shines and laughs ,
And I - one :
I am afraid that in the cup rasplesnetsya
My wine.
And yet - the silence ,
My cup is empty .
and death early vocation
Not on the lips .
And you , my young , eternal mystery
Waste away.
I'm for you, guest random ,
As before - the night .