Текст песни Михаил Звездинский - Пусть былое уходит

Melted candle

In the old flooring,

And flowing shoulders

Silver with epaulettes.

As in agony haunting

Young wine ...

All the former goes, goes, goes,

What will come - still.

                      And in their death beds

                        Glancing back,

                        Fleeing deer,

                        An abscess on the volley,

                        Someone suggests barrel

                        Innocent chest ...

               All the former goes, goes, goes,

                         Let become something.

Someone evil and skillful,

Fun on Guess

Mosque sharp trill

The inflamed the sunset.

You can hear melodies in the storm

Repeating music ...

Let the former going, going, going,

Let that come will come.