Текст песни Николай Мозговой - Из трёх времен

Of the three times, I am the PAST time,
Perhaps the least I love.
All that’s good in him
Like a ship at sea:
It arises as salvation,
But you scream, don't scream though
Your island is out of sight
And there is no reason for joy ...

And all that was
It was lived in happiness,
Not repeated again.
Will not become REAL
PRESENT PAST
And he will not become FUTURE!

Dusk descended over the roofs
And the countdown slowed down
And the rain of your hair is inaudible
I fell softly on my shoulder.
And fantastically mysterious
In the morning dreams came
And stars like butterflies
Curled around the moon ...

And all that was
It was lived in happiness,
Not repeated again.
Will not become REAL
PRESENT PAST
And he will not become FUTURE!

And all that was
Was lived in life
Not repeated again.
Will not become REAL
PRESENT PAST
And he will not become FUTURE!

Will not become REAL
PRESENT PAST
And he will not become FUTURE!

And he will not become FUTURE ...