Текст песни Владимир Пресняков - Засыпает синий Зурбаган

asleep blue
Zurbagan
A storm on the horizon
With the roar and din and hubbub
Begins his way to Zurbagan
Burst cloudburst sharp and oblique
And young gonna prodrognet
And again, people will not be able to understand
Was it , or even be
Two hours on the clock and not us and not our century
See the girl with the pier after the ship
And shoulder shrugs ozyabnuv wind
I love this time of hopeless love
Perish night and day comes another
As wave after wave comes
And I wake up in the world of the impossible
Somewhere between the future and the past
In a world where girls barefoot
In the surf runs
Asole
Runs funny mischievous statement sail without knowing
Two hours on the clock and not us and not our century
See the girl with the pier after the ship
And shoulder shrugs ozyabnuv wind
I love this time of hopeless love
asleep blue
Zurbagan
A storm on the horizon
Burst cloudburst sharp and oblique
And young gonna prodrognet
Perish night and day comes another
As wave after wave comes