Текст песни Александр Городницкий - Геркулесовы столбы

At the Pillars of Hercules is my road,
At the Pillars of Hercules, where Odysseus sailed.
I mourn not hurry, you wait a bit,
And do not wear black dresses and often no tears this.

More Sailing tight in foreign seas, we do not sleep,
More to you I get, I do not know myself when.
At the Pillars of Hercules Dolphins warm back
And between the two continents are the lights of the court.

More on the depth of the black fools us alert
Away from your kingdom, the kingdom of the lips and hands.
Let them until my relatives you do not judge strictly,
Let me hanging on the wall of a dusty bow.

At the Pillars of Hercules is my way.
Let the south wind up in the morning knocking on your door.
You will not forget me in a hurry, you wait a bit -
And do not drink sweet wine and grooms do not believe!