Текст песни Елена Буевич - Чудо о Борисе и Глебе

Miracle about Boris and Gleb
In a fragile and shaky firmament
two horsemen gallop in the darkness
on black and red horses -
on the wall, on the calendar.

They were tormented for a long time in the car,
and later they were tormented in the house,
as long as they hit the palm
to the one they were meant for.

So, in small steps,
horses are coming now,
and the riders wave flags,
as if welcoming us.

In this welcome waving
someone read "hurray!"
and I read goodbye
no further than yesterday.

And it seems to me: widowed
ten centuries ahead
soul. A careless body
does not want to believe and waits.

What are we waiting for?
Isn't it better to hit the road -
Into the blossoming bushes of acacia trees
nice to dive from the hillock!

And then fly at random,
in the sun, to other lands,
where the Bright riders ride,
floating above the fragile firmament ...