Почему не падает небо [Pochemu ne padaet nebo] [English translation]

He heard her name, he waited for a repetition

He threw into the fire everything he could spare

He stared at her footprints, thirsted for her water

Wandered far in the light of her star

In his fingers the snow turned into steel

And he stood by the river to drink his fill of silence

Wash everything from himself and be alive once again

In order to find her voice, to enter her twilight

To become a traveler on her long road

In his fingers the water turned into smoke

And when his day ended, silent and strange

And his horses for the first time stood at ease

Then the flame of her candles, the rings of her keys

Her marble shoulders, tender as the night

Silently lay down on the stone of his hand

• Artist:Akvarium
• Album:Акустика 1982