Текст песни Середина Неба - Стылый Вавилон

In the thickness of centuries, remember how once
We went ashore of the deep Euphrates,
And the first stone was laid in the ground
In the land where the heaps of the gardens of Babylon
Roots deep into.

We cut down the roots and hammered the piles
Thinking, probably, the city will become a paradise,
Bakhchisarai with fountains of light ...
So it would be, we just forgot
That summer is not forever.

Reggae, reggae, reggae in the cold Babylon,
At one and a half in the night, on a snowy balcony,
The wind is open, but we are not afraid of the cold
On the edge of one of thousands
Babylonian towers ...