Текст песни Александр Городницкий - Когда на сердце тяжесть и холодно в груди

When the heart is heavy
And it's cold in the city,
To the steps of the Hermitage
You are able to pass,
Where without drinking and bread,
Forgotten in the ages,
Atlanteans have a sky
On stone hands.
Atlanteans have a sky
On stone hands.

Dezhat his machine -
Do not honey from the parties.
Their backs are tight
The knees are collapsed.
Their hard work
More important work:
Of them weaken someone
And the sky will fall.
Of them weaken someone
And the sky will fall.

The widows cry in the darkness,
Rise fields,
And there will be a grapes purple,
And the Earth will end.
And the sky from year to year
Everything presses harder,
It shivers from the buzzing
Missile ships.
It is from guda
Missile ships.

They stand, guys,
Turned bodies,
Delivered once,
But the shift did not come.
Their daylight does not gloat,
They can not sleep at night,
Their beauty is in sight
The war is growing.
Their beauty is in sight
The war is growing.

They are standing forever,
Keeping your forehead in trouble,
No gods are human beings,
Attacked to labor.

And to live still hope
Until then, until
Atlanta sky holds
On stone hands.
Atlanta sky holds
On stone hands.