Текст песни Александр Иванов - Сердце поэта

The night will bring the usual route
Taxis at the door in the hallway cold
And leaving the comfort of home
I rush to the city

Past the windows of high-rise buildings
Lead highways thread
Under the rays of searchlights
People erect City

And wake up something in me
Exalt to the monastery
For heaven's eyes in silence
Inspiration humble supplicant

And execute the sentence of fate
Tracer bullets in the sky sorrow
The poet's heart shot at
Night shoot raindrops

Night put everything in places
In the theater, there are no shadows free role
Someone took a light in a restaurant
Someone suffering from pain

Passing among these and those
Midnight Taxi leaning against the door
Thinking how you all
I passed through the heart

And wake up something in me
Exalt to the monastery
For heaven's eyes in silence
Inspiration humble supplicant

And execute the sentence of fate
Tracer bullets in the sky sorrow
The poet's heart shot at
Night shoot raindrops