Текст песни Владимир Скобцов - Зонги к Мастеру и Маргарите.Прощение и вечный приют.

Oh, how sad the evening earth !
      The night cometh , go away deceptions .
      Melted away like spring mist ,
      Day care , bells ringing .
      
      And race horses , star trek dust.
      Night catches and rips off the mask .
      Shiny River , below thicken the paint .
      How are you sad , guarding the land !

      In the mist of melancholy farewell field
      Gone away - we are waiting for other fields .
      Soul tired not to nostalgia .
      But how sad the evening earth !