On her side (BG)
Deed was in Kazan, it ended badly
Although the sails of his fleet were from itself-coloured stones
Country and epoch was bending its back for him
But she was in a silk dress and a lot stronger
Morning did not promise such rasklad
Someone was celebrating Easter, somewhere divination was happening
And Volga peacefully was flowing, was flowing where to it this was necessary
And troops of cherubims were looking at that how fate is directed
On driveways to the cathedral for pedestrians was no place
On parvis – vodka-martini, sable-pearls
But those who knew, they knew, when will walk the convoy and the bride
Better to be a little further away, if you cherish life
When the priest came out, he didn't know what him to do
Whether to anoint all men with chrism, whether to barf from the altar
And an aspen stake was crying about some guests, about others was crying a loop
And no one remembers how it was
And those, who remember, those are in the sky or in a fire
But those who are strong – are strong by what they know where a force
They say that was the wind – the wind with the blinding ardor
They say that stones were sobbing, when the life-giving thread was torn
And else they say that it's impossible to extort what is given gratis
He alone stayed alive. He came out through contours of a door
He climbed on the tower. He went out the window
She took him on her hands, because they were one
And no one remembers how it was
And those, who remember, those are in the sky or in a fire
But those who are strong – are strong by what they know where a force
Deed was in Kazan, it ended badly
Although the sails of his fleet were from itself-coloured stones
Country and epoch was bending its back for him
But she was in a silk dress and a lot stronger
Morning did not promise such rasklad
Someone was celebrating Easter, somewhere divination was happening
And Volga peacefully was flowing, was flowing where to it this was necessary
And troops of cherubims were looking at that how fate is directed
On driveways to the cathedral for pedestrians was no place
On parvis – vodka-martini, sable-pearls
But those who knew, they knew, when will walk the convoy and the bride
Better to be a little further away, if you cherish life
When the priest came out, he didn't know what him to do
Whether to anoint all men with chrism, whether to barf from the altar
And an aspen stake was crying about some guests, about others was crying a loop
And no one remembers how it was
And those, who remember, those are in the sky or in a fire
But those who are strong – are strong by what they know where a force
They say that was the wind – the wind with the blinding ardor
They say that stones were sobbing, when the life-giving thread was torn
And else they say that it's impossible to extort what is given gratis
He alone stayed alive. He came out through contours of a door
He climbed on the tower. He went out the window
She took him on her hands, because they were one
And no one remembers how it was
And those, who remember, those are in the sky or in a fire
But those who are strong – are strong by what they know where a force