Текст песни Иван Ожогин и Виктория Жукова - Мир Твой Пуст

03/03/15

Voland:
The world is your empty, not a soul in it.
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 I do not hear the sound of a sensual,
You got into a vicious circle.
How painful that by you
It takes luck again and again,
You still waiting for your love,
But to no avail.

Margarita:
How cruel my way Earth,
Like the black rock circling overhead.
Pours a yellow lantern light
I gathered my sorrow into one bouquet.

Voland:
How simple, you do not need here.
Go along the streets inanimate,
One among the creatures of others.
Wake up from sleep bitter,
Free yourself from the torment,
And suddenly to encounter tenderness.