Текст песни Янка Дягилева - Пол-королевства

I leave half the kingdom -
Only eight meters of land,
and the island of extinct vernacular -
Domes from last year's straw.

I leave half the kingdom -
The stones from the crown are two dry eyes,
Slippery tail of last year's rat,
The fifth paw of a stray mongrel.

I leave half the kingdom,
Spring for frivolity will punish me.
I'll be back to knock at the gate,
To reach out for the snow in the winter.

I leave half the kingdom
Without a fight, without a howl, without a thunder, without a stir,
The keys to the laboratories on the watch, I'm cleaning,
Dawn in the back of the head,
I'm breathing dawn, shrugs,
I'm in the dawn, waving my hand.

I leave half the kingdom still ...