Текст песни Лукоморье - Этажи в глубинах мрака

In the midst of the times,
              In the forgotten
                  The university
Lunar silence
              Shelter
       The outlines of portraits

Included in deep mirage
Passionate adherents of knowledge
In windy dreams era
In the chronicles of underground journeys.
 
Stones eternal block,
Stairs library
Floors in the depths of darkness
Creep under the eyelids ...
 

It does not fill the soul
Tears of the morning sun,
The voice of the stranger calling
Only echoes resound,

Only entitled to the winter cold
Turned over time here,
And alas, it is not equal to
Summer air of inspiration.

But even ring
              Guitar
                  And they sang a colored flutes,
And sometimes the night
              In a trance
                  Someone looks at portraits ...

2009