Луны сияньем озаренный, Печальной мыслью обреченный, Духом встречающий...

Illuminated by the moon,

Doomed by a sad thought,

Meeting the dawn in spirit

I catch her trail in the sky.


Tobacco smoke - endless fog

And I am alone, and the last month,

And the stars in the sky are snowing

I look around inappropriately ...


It's dark, or maybe light, everything is wild

Fire is in the distance, or maybe Liko

Someone who is not with me now

Fate took offense at us.


Around only palms, voices,

The sound of the sea and my eyes-

They dream, look into the distance,

But I sincerely do not pity them.


Hands outstretched to the sky - to the bottom,

Into that abyss, this is not a whim, -

This is an endless, eternal path

Where will we come someday.


Everything is temporary except the universe.

This is the flight of her, blissful,

The moons are desperate shadows;

Now we will kneel down.


The whole light of the star, reflected,

And with a quiet, amazed look,

I look at the sky, as always,

I dream to find the words there:


"There is no truth" is gratifying;

We dress smartly

For the star that lived in us

But our conscience died.


The sounds of heaven are ringing loud

And I've been waiting for this for so long

To disassemble the system in us-

The answer comes immediately, at once!


Yellow fog, not a sound around;

It would seem that the fault is separation,

But I have peace in my soul:

I realized who I am, I am a hero.