Текст песни Жан Татлян - Старая башня

It will collapse on the roofs, in sleepy streets,
Moonlight,
The old tower in the night stoops,
Waiting for dawn ...
Arched backs
Above the old cloud dome.
In the tower of the ancient
Fixed sleep the century.

Only do not sleep doleep sleepless hours,
Midnight beat,
Here, under the clock, again in love
Meetings are waiting.
Again above them
The ancient moon here hangs,
In the Twilight Blue
The clock clattered indifferently.

Midnight on the tower. And again she dreams of her
Old dream:
Fast steps of jealous knights,
There was a ringing,
Guitar sounds
And the rustle of insinuating gentle words ...

The world is very old,
And old, like peace, love.

The ringing of the midnight swims over the roofs
Many years,
The old tower heard a lot of "Yes" and "No".

Seen a lot
Watch old meetings, parting,
But forever strict
There was an hour of indifferent knocking.

It will collapse on the rooftops, in the sleepy streets
Moonlight,
The old tower in the night stoops,
Waiting for dawn.
Time leads
Wrinkles-cracks into the depth of the stones,
Time is running out,
And love does not come to me ...

The clock on the tower is sleepless again.
Midnight beat,
Again for a rush lovers
There and here.
Yet I believe,
That I love my meeting all at once, -
Happiness will measure
I have hours of indifferent knocking.