Текст песни Блок - Есть минуты, когда не тревожит...

& quot; There are moments when it is not worried
Femme our lives storm .
Someone put his hands on his shoulders ,
Someone clearly look into my eyes ...

And instantly everyday sink ,
Like a dark abyss without a bottom ...
And slowly rise over the precipice
Seven colors arc silence ...

And chant drowned and young
In zataёnnoy affect the silence
Usyplёnnye life strings
Tense as the harp, the soul.
& quot;