Текст песни Владимир Скобцов - Зонги к Мастеру и Маргарите.Маргарита.

Waiting alive
Suddenly your soul will wake up.
Don't laugh at Natasha -
This witch is right.

And full of foreboding
To meet the unknown
You will go. The evening is waiting for you
Midnight, magic, moon.

God gave us a soul,
Light, love and constancy.
Well, the devil is space,
Midnight, mysticism, the moon.

The head is drunk
The body will become weightless.
Dear, dear Azazello!
Midnight, magic, Moscow.

And faithful to premonitions
Reality changes:
Noon, lady, commonplace.
Queen. Night. Moon.