Текст песни Владимир Капгер - Песенка о вине

(Part elegy with an empty glass in his hand)

 My only weapon of wine,
 What is not in the house wine,
 What put glass
 Lovely side
 Universe show,
 And the envy of her -
 So in my soul
 River Living Embers
 Stores the flicker of the day
 At the bottom of the secret ...

 And do not understand,
 As for the decline of the day,
 Now I change
 the cooled glass
 And the empty words
 forgotten heat
 In memory that stores
 Silence gray books?
 And yet, hell,
 It takes life as a moment ...

 Your river
 Your dream of Crooked Mirrors -
 compose clouds
 Your colorful dreams.
 And at you from the darkness,
 From the depths of the clear
 Looks Lik Eternal
 Through the flutter of stars!
 And yet, at this moment
 I wish myself to tears ...

 1990