Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий и Марина Влади - Сначала было слово печали и поски

First there was the Word of sorrow and longing,
The planet was born in the throes of creativity, -
Huge pieces were torn from land to nowhere
And they became islands somewhere.

And wandering the world without freight and without a flag
Through millions of years, eras and centuries,
The island, hermit and vagabond, changed its appearance,
But he preserved the nature and spirit of the mainland.

First there was the Word, but the words ended,
Already sailors inhabited the Earth, -
And they rushed up the gangway to the islands,
For beauty, calling them ships.

But tenaciously holds the shore - safer than a stranglehold, -
And the islands will come back for sure
They are dominated by the sea - special orders,
They keep the laws and honor of the mainland.

Will science forgive us for this parallel,
For liberty in the interpretation of theories, -
And if at first there was a word on Earth,
This is definitely the word "sea"!

1974