Текст песни 1980 год - Баллада безмолвия

The Ballad of silence

In the morning when the wind in my land zasvischet ,
Billowing clouds of ash from it ,
Empty eye sockets buried in the sky ,
Sea blinded ...

And the ice poles turned into steam,
-Colored flames hundreds of volcanoes,
Beautiful as breasts king penguins ,
Which will sink into oblivion ...

And collapse , ruptured , mountains
Ha once blooming palm
So have fun here zvenevshih troughs .

And somewhere in the distant constellations on the blue planet
Ha Beach Wave will make breast ...
And life will be born in the gentle light ,
In the morning when we will not be ...