Текст песни Александр Дулов на стихи Леонида Мартынова - Будто впрямь по чью-то душу...

Poems Leonid Martynov

If indeed for someone's soul
Clouds from afar
From the sea to the land move
From the west, from the east.
    Above the waves of time
    Wind occurs
    But the waves, not us
    Roughly pushed around.

He threatened: - I exalted
And then humiliate! -
That I can hear perfectly
And well I see.
    Sublime, humiliated,
    Wind ominous whistle ...
    I look without irritation
    On such things.

It happened, and worse,
And then eventually
That left only puddle
On the high road.
    But what is it for
    Hotter kerosene
    Blaze in the wet paddy
    Old aspen?

I gave her a reason not to.
In vain I rustled.
No I'm not sold
Not a soul, not the body.
    Fire leaves whirling,
    Wind whistling sinister -
    I look without irritation
    On such things.