Текст песни Давид Тухманов - Я мысленно вхожу в ваш кабинет

I mentally go into your room,
There are those who had and those who are not,
But who died for us a chimera.
And the heart beats , taken in their captivity.

Baudelaire's face , mustache Norman Flaubert
Skeptical France , Saint satyr Verlaine ,
Blacksmith Balzac, Goncourt chasers ...
Their faces are tart and crisp pieces
Looking from the walls and sleep in morocco books
Looking from the walls and sleep in morocco books.

Their spirit , their thoughts, their rhythm, their cry ...
I have been faithful to them , I am faithful to them .
Their spirit , their thoughts, their rhythm, their cry ...
I have been faithful to them , I am faithful to them .