Текст песни Михаил Щербаков - Меж этим пределом и тем

Between this limit and the fact
straying in the bends space
forgetting everything, forever, -
I remembered her, and in vain.

Maria! Spring lived.
Raced off your crow.
Immortal was only a dream,
she is immortal day.

That rang gold - nothing.
Iron is not ringing quieter.
And the holiday is not yet exhausted,
and flags flutter in the roof.

But higher than flags - fence.
Throne of the elders - the youth prison.
At the entrance stands marauder.
At the exit was the same marauder ...

From what end does not start -
to the beginning, certainly not leave.
Immortal only rider in the night,
and it is because the invisible.

Maria ... boat ... soul ...
Nothing nothing is subject.
One Hundred Years of stumbling sinning,
I remember you, and in vain.

As long as the further gloom
dream flies the Firebird,
Ball on a wild raёshnom
you stay dancer.

And if it happens that day
not enough for the main quadrille -
Lord, take away from me,
leave for her to Mary ...

And the best ways to be found.
What good seduced other!
Agreed to our ways,
but eternity lay between them.

And full, just a dream.
Be happy, freestyle Ptah!
My rider is already below,
and looking at the sky without fear.

1989