Текст песни Марк Апрельский - Весь мир подлунный

The salty wind in my face
Sand under the feet.
Entwined in a three-dimensional ring
My roads.
Not a look back, forward, forward,
In the sunset dusk.
I'll be alive when she dies
The whole world is under the moon.

Roads, towns, cities -
What a bore.
And Mobius strip into the distance
Separations alone.
And I go with her rib
Like notes by strings
And a train behind my cloak
The whole world is under the moon.

Once again gave himself a vow
Do not believe, do not love, do not know mercy
And I go my way east
Darling no return ...

Step by step, year after year -
Like a shadow on the shoulders.
Not a look backward - forward, forward
I marked the way.
And I step after fate
Fistula mindlessly.
And as a flutist I lead with me
The whole world is under the moon.

A slanting ray creeps dawn
To my pockets.
After all, if there really is no death,
That will be strange
Do not crash down from the rock slabs
Typing a rune
Himself in the tablet where he sleeps sweetly
The whole world is moonlit

And after so many years I got a term
Do not believe not love do not wait for mercy
And just go your way east
Dear no return