Текст песни Владимир Пресняков и Наталья Подольская - я люблю это время, безнадежно люблю...

Asleep blue Zurbagan
   A storm on the horizon
   With the roar and din and hubbub
   Begins his way to Zurbagan
    
   Burst cloudburst sharp and oblique
   And young gonna prodrognet
   And again, people will not be able to understand
   Was it more or be
    
   Two hours on the clock and not us and not our century
   See the girl with the pier after the ship
   And shoulder shrugs ozyabnuv wind
   I love this time of hopeless love
    
   Perish night and day comes another
   As wave after wave comes
   And I wake up in the world of the impossible
   Somewhere between the future and the past
   In a world where girls barefoot
   We gonna surf runs
   Runs funny mischievous statement sail without knowing
    
   Two hours on the clock and not us and not our century
   See the girl with the pier after the ship
   And shoulder shrugs ozyabnuv wind
   I love this time of hopeless love
    
   Asleep blue Zurbagan
   A storm on the horizon
   Burst cloudburst sharp and oblique
   And young gonna prodrognet
   Perish night and day comes another
   As wave after wave comes