Текст песни Романс на стихи Марины Цветаевой - Под лаской плюшевого пледа, вчерашний вызывая сон...

Under the caress plush plaid
Yesterday induces sleep.
What was it? Whose victory?
Who defeated? Who defeated?

All Rethinking again
I am torturing myself all over again.
In fact, why not know the word,
In fact, why not know the word,
I did love?

Who was the hunter? Who production?
All devilishly vice versa.
I realized a long time humming,
Siberian cat, the Siberian cat?

In this self
Who is whose hand was the only goal,
Whose heart - yours or mine, whether,
Whose heart - yours or mine, whether,
It flew at a gallop?

And yet, what it was,
What is so anxious and sorry?
So I do not know: won eh?
So I do not know: won eh?
Defeated eh? Defeated eh?

Marina Tsvetaeva