Текст песни Иван Ожогин и Виктория Жукова - Мир Твой Пуст

03/03/15

Voland:
The world is your empty, there was not a soul.
The needle pierces the sadness you trouble in the silence.
Every day you live the dream,
But loneliness, like a shadow, always with you.

How empty, not in the heart of the fire,
And sensuality is not heard a knock
You got into a vicious circle.
How painful that pass you by
Passes happiness again and again,
You still waiting for your love,
But in vain.

Margarita:
How cruel is my way of earth,
Like black rock circling over his head.
Pours a flashlight yellow light,
I gathered my sorrow in one bouquet.

Voland:
How simple, you do not need here.
Go along the streets lifeless,
One among others things.
Wake up from the sleep of bitter,
Free yourself from the torment,
And with a sudden tenderness to encounter.