Текст песни Иван Бунин - На маяке

In an empty lighthouse, in the azure of window depressions,
Autumn wind blows - and, links,
Buzz at the top. It is dominated and cool,
He is intoxicates the freshness of me.

Stopping the stairs with a sheer,
I look out the window. At the bottom of the noise of surf
And Zybye runs. And above - the arch of heavenly
And the ocean foggy blue.

Downstairs - noise of waves, and upstairs, like strings,
Rings-sings Lattle Lighthouse.
And everything floats: Lighthouse, Bay, Buruna,
And me, and heaven, and clouds.

(1903-1904)

Yuri Balabanov