Текст песни Ф.И. Тютчев - Близнецы.

There are twins for
Two deities - then Death and Sleep,
Like a brother with a sister of wonderfully similar -
She is sullen, he is meek ...

But there are other two twins -
And there are no more beautiful people in the world,
And the charm is not worse
To her betraying heart ...

Union of their blood, not accidental,
And only on fateful days
His insoluble mystery
They fascinate us.

And who in excess of sensations,
When the blood boils and gets cold,
I did not know your temptations -
Suicide and Love!