Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - Мы странно встретились и странно разойдемся

We met strange and strangely disperse ,
Smile a tender romance is over ours.
But if we go back in the memory of the past ,
So let's say - it was a mirage .

As sometimes weary desert
I see beautiful images of wonderful country ,
But it's the ghosts , and the sky blue again ,
And walks away tired caravan.

Let all the ghostly , misty for me
As these wonderful eyes shy deception .
We met strange and suddenly you go ,
And as fate , wandering weary caravan.