Текст песни Михаил Щербаков - И волхвы, веря судьбе, плачутся о тебе...

Two tears, two tears
In rain and thunderstorms.
Not lit two fires
You got me.
Two Star height
Two souls in darkness,
And the wise men only in a dream
Pray for me.
Two hands, two arms
In trouble, in anguish.
Long fire burned two
And you and me.
Neither myself crush,
Neither sorrow extinguished.
And the wise men, believing fate
Cry for you.
And the eagle is not easy,
If the house is far away.
If the pain is severe,
Do not save the two wings.
Two fire for others
Two fates for two,
And the magicians of good rumor
Remember us with you.
Two tears
Do not brush away in a hurry.
Claimed the two fire
From you, from me.
Claimed, otgorev,
No one is warmed.
But the wise men in the painful hour
The song they sing for us.