Lyrics Михаил Звездинский - Пусть былое уходит

The candles are melted

Old parquet floor

And flows down to the shoulders

Silver with epaulettes.

As in agony wanders

Young wine ...

All the past is leaving, leaving, leaving

What comes is all the same.

And in dying languor

Looking back

The deer are running away

Running into a volley

Someone is aiming the barrel

On an innocent chest ...

All the past is leaving, leaving, leaving

Let something come.

Someone evil and skillful

Having fun, guessing

Mosque sharp trills

Into a fevered sunset

Heard in the storm of melodies

Repeating notes ...

Let the past go away, go away, go away

Let what comes come.