Текст песни Александр Блок - Когда замрут отчаянье и злоба

When despair and anger die
A dream is descending. And we both sleep soundly
At different poles of the earth.

You may be dreaming of me about these
Clock. The hours go by the gait of centuries
And dreams arise in the earthly distance.

And I see in your dreams your image, your beautiful
How evil and passionate he was until the night,
Which was to me. See:

All the same you that bloomed once
There, over a foggy and jagged mountain,
In the rays of the unfading dawn.

August 1, 1908

A. Block