Текст песни Дмитрий Соколов - Королева Луна

On the heavenly throne
Again the queen moon.
Lanterns in silver tone
Like guards of sleep
And in my soul
Thoughts scatter
About the treachery of the nets,
But figuratively.

Rustling foliage
In deserted parks
Like unnecessary words
In medieval castles.
And in the mysterious sky
A star flies by
In a gilded halo.
As a sign that trouble has passed.

At a leisurely pace
The night is on its way
To make a transparent look
Returning to look at us.
And above us again
A light will ascend to the throne
So that my love
Forgiven me.