Lyrics Сильвар - Равенна

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Ravenna
Sylvar

The tide rolled onto the lake shore.
Rose into the light from a cool boiling foam
White marble walls, deep green olive,
That which in this world bears the name of Ravenna.

White marble walls, deep green olive,
And over them the hand of the Lord lies invisibly.
Come and touch. Remember, as long as you live
For this is the wisdom, power and greatness of Rome!

But not everyone wants to live out their term here,
Because a stone through the window, an ice piece behind the gate -
On seven hills, at the intersection of eternal roads -
This city, which city, which city ...

Here he is, a vigilant guardian of our days and nights,
Elder brother, comrade, half-blooded city,
We - to read Plato earlier than "Our Father",
Study the history of the world by pedigree.

How can a holy father forgive sins
For those who remember that before God reigned - Gods?
And how we can write poetry,
Know all the dens of the Appian Way.

And Ravenna is an ashen cross in the forehead.
The heavenly Master looks from any wall ...
And about how we know how to play fate,
How do we end - ask the crows of the outskirts!

The bowl splashed, and the angel flapped his wing.
But someone has to stand up for our shrines,
For the poetry of Catullus, the girl around the corner,
And the familiar sound of square Latin.

We are dammed on the coast of darkness
After us - cold rain, emptiness, oblivion.
All that we are worth, that we have achieved -
This is a chance to die in Rome, not Ravenna.

There, in the north, the blue Rhine. Floats above him
Everything that has become now fat heavy smoke
After us ... But still, the one who captures Rome,
In some three hundred years, it will also become Rome.