Текст песни Владимир Пресняков - Зурбаган

Falls asleep blue Zurbagan
A storm on the horizon
With a roar and clamor and din
Way to start your Zurbagan
Burst cloudburst and a sharp scythe
And prodrognet young Assol
And again, people can not understand
It is, or soon

Two hours on the clock, and not us and not our century
See the girl with the wharf after the ship
And shoulders excuse ozyabnuv from wind
I love this time, hopeless love

Perish the day and night come a
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
We gonna surf runs
Runs funny, mischievous,
Nothing to sail without knowing

Two hours on the clock, and not us and not our century
See the girl with the wharf after the ship
And shoulders excuse ozyabnuv from wind
I love this time, hopeless love

Falls asleep blue Zurbagan
A storm on the horizon
Burst cloudburst and a sharp scythe
And prodrognet young Assol
Perish the day and night come a
As wave after wave comes

Comp. Yuri Chernavskii