Текст песни Судзуки - в самом сердце византийской империи

They say - do not put the second time for the same stake
They say - Verified generations.
They say that it is possible to cross the Rubicon.
But once and in one direction.

What, say, water under the bridge since then.
Do not enter into it again, but still together.
They say - do not click on the gas! Take care of your engine!
To find the time has come to a quiet pond.

I would believe all the words and legends.
But it had exhausted the limit on trust.
Today I appoint meeting.
In the heart of the Byzantine Empire.

Under Ottoman honed sword.
Upside down crescent.
At the gates of the eastern Balkan region.
Became a ladder and dangerous stairs.

On the border between Europe and Asia.
In the Strait of Varyag in the Adriatic.
Heavily oiled oriental ointments.
Stores wrapped like candy wrappers.

At the ferries that shuttle wanderings.
Breath in the warm coast.
Today I appoint meeting.
In the heart of the Byzantine Empire.

In the sea of ​​Marmara does not hurt a marble.
Black Sea, all the sea - blue.
Were all her letters to me are not literate.
she was still beautiful with each passing day.

But no one here does not learn from the mistakes.
I do not dosed, not distance.
Similarly, knowing that in the end will turn out.
Maybe all specially provoked?

I do not answer the question. Then - yes or no.
There is no melodrama in one series.
Today I had a date.
In the heart of the Byzantine Empire.