Текст песни Вера Полозкова - я хочу быть чувством острова вдали

when the storm-monster
crumbles ships
let me be bright
islands in the distance

coast and pier,
houses and fire;
the ocean is stingy
show me.

gull bark
sound from afar,
living shell
rides along the sand,

and the pomegranate turns red
over there by that rock
and the water is clearer
wax and resin -

so that serves as a lens
looking from outside
and will easily bring you closer
what lies at the bottom.

marble and quartz
the coast is long,
and in the old man's shack
soup by the hearth.

the candle never went out
at his gate.
led thick butter
this sharp mouth,

cheekbones and under-eyes
someone's palette knife,
and on the wall in ligature
ancient poems.

"where is your dungeon?
fish and coral.
you are lost and it seems
that he did not die.

something lasts for hope.
and with my face -
someone in between
god and father.

the ship is circling devils.
a nightmare for you
over - the happiness of death
there is a great gift. "

will not consider it blasphemy
sad son of the earth -
i want to be feeling
islands in the distance.