Текст песни Александр Блок - Поэту

Poet

Do not think for a long time about poetry
Write the poet, and indulging in Lira,
Light the fire in extinguished hearts,
Find the consonance in this world.

Poems will not be lost, oh no!
We can’t find more beautiful strength
How to open the Ecumenical Light
Flooded under Atlantis.

And the muse leads us to him,
And the light fades before us,
As the mother of the child she is waiting,
How a person is looking for a place

I will see the light through the clouds
I will see myself through the light,
And I will see a trace in myself.
The trace of God is a trace of me in God

Author: Mikhail Glebov