Текст песни Елена Фролова - Раковина

From leprosarium lies and evil
I called and took thee

The Dawns! From a dead sleep tombstones -
In his hands, here in the palm of your hand, in both,

Sink - grow, be quiet:
Pearl will become in your hands now!

Oh, do not pay any sheikh or Shah
Secret joy and secret fear

Sinks ... No beauties
Arrogance, thy inmost touching,

It does not assign you as the
Sink hidden vault

Hands neprisvaivayuschih ... Sleep!
The secret joy of my anguish,

Go to sleep! Enveloping the sea and land,
Sink you of the ambient:

Right and left, and forehead and the bottom -
Sink Lullaby house.

Days will not give you the soul!
Each carcass flour, beaten path,

Smoothing ... How fresh palm
Hidden thunder studios and Nezha,

Nezha and multiplying ... Oh, tea! Oh, zrey!
Pearls come out of this abyss.

Get out! At the first word: Be!
Hear suffered chest

Sink. - Oh, wide cross-sections! -
Mother every torture at the time,

To the best ... Only you would, having loosed the prisoner,
A sea drank instead!

(C) Marina Tsvetaeva