Текст песни Матвей Снежный - стану я Изольдой, коль ты Тристан

she weaves being, prevents fingers shawl
cold now to swing the cradle of time.
He was not breathing , standing , stop being afraid ,
he has three thousand years of love .

saucer worth the candle - it does not ignite the stove ,
canvas pours centuries past pages.
he is and wants to preserve it ,
but only catches the shadow of her eyelashes .

as she weaves , the last of the sisters ,
There were three of them before , but still a dream ,
and burning her heart - fire ,
and she knows everything , he knows where he is.

" Go to sleep in the bed , my dear guest,
go to sleep by sliding your face of Christ .
and leave your coat , hang on a nail ,
I 'm Isolde , Tristan stake you . "