Текст песни Марина Цветаева - Вы идущие мимо меня

You are walking past me
It is not mine and dubious charms -
If you only knew how much fire,
How many lives wasted in vain,

And what heroic ardor
A random shade and rustle ...
And how my heart incinerated
This gift expended gunpowder.

Oh, flying in the night train
Blowing sleep at the train station ...
However, I know that , and then
You would not know - if you knew -

Why do my speech cutting
In the eternal smoke my cigarettes -
How many dark and terrible anguish
In my head blonde .