Текст песни Татьяна Алёшина - Белый туман и звёзды...

White fog and stars.
The lighthouse squeaks behind the cape
then swelling with blood
then becoming green.
Like nailed by the wind
the beam runs away from below
on resin breakers,
dimly silvered.

The skin creaks heavily.
Mast black crucifixes,
and in the ship's darkness
in the pits of stuffy compartments
a flock of homeless men
torn from a hug
writhes on the wreckage
castles of their air.

To the west - the roar of the storm ...
Beats on the board
and shackle
the sounds painfully chill ...
And without sailing to the bare
coastal strip
drowning deaf song
hate and torment ...