Текст песни Александр Мирзаян, сл. Дм.Земеров - Воспоминание о 60-тых

Again the words move away from the line,
When I hear - here are your steps
They sound without knowing the barriers anywhere
For many years, forward or backward
And so easily lead away ...
I spread the dusk blue:
Here is the old house. Here is the old moon.
Here is a room with three windows.

All the same shadows are hidden by the curtains
And the echo repeats so far
Everything that I changed to sounds.
And the mirrors a prolonged failure
Through this doubled dust
Will not return abandoned stories.
Only upstairs, opening all the windows,
The piano sings, and the Cherbourg moti ...

And again your double
Cross the moat
Through the thickness of the books
Through the silence of words
And say, "My Per,
Holding on to his sheet, -
Do not fool up
Do not repeat down ... "

But don't open the scar
And do not let the news in -
What did not give there
You won’t take it here.
And swim for you
But if you swim like that,
Stepping over reality:
Do not hold the thread.

... and know everything ahead
To the lips pressed for a moment.
The river flows back
Putting out the lights, screaming
Your hand wave
And our blind sin
And mine is always fear
And yours - then - laughter ...

1982