Текст песни А. Тарковский - Стол накрыт на шестерых

The table was set for six -
Rosa da crystal ...
And among my guests -
Woe but sorrow .

And with me, my father ,
And with me, brother .
An hour passes . Finally
At the door, knocking .

As twelve years ago ,
Cold hand ,
And unfashionable noise
Blue silk.

And the wine sings of the darkness ,
And ringing glass:
& quot; How you loved us,
How many years have passed & quot ;.

Smile to my father ,
Brother pour wine
Give me a hand without rings
She would tell me :

& quot; My Heels in the dust ,
Faded braid
And the sound of the earth
Our voices & quot ;.