Текст песни Дмитрий Неклюдов - На крылечке

on the porch
( Andrei Tarkovsky )

Was a house of three little windows
In such a painted color
Even in the spectrum of the sun
This color is not.

He was more spectral ,
Green before
I'm in the bedroom window
Prayed for him.

I believe that out of paradise ,
As the best sleep,
Without changing the hue ,
He moved .

Still a lovely house ,
Marvelous and wonderful ,
Green, emerald ,
Stands in front of me .

And the window shuts ,
But sometimes during the day
On something in it played
And something sang in it,

A night on the porch
Farewell, and the dark
Zateplivali candles
In the paper lanterns .