Текст песни Юрий Карпов - Ах, полно с драконами биться...

Ah, full, fight with dragons
Dangling with a sword in the heat
To drag through the passes
To some magic mountain
Through impassable thickets
Through the enchanted smoke
Tormented more and more often
By his stubborn doubt

Well, that's enough - fatigue is bubbling, -
Hikes, tournaments and battles
After all, there is no strength left
And your enemy, alas, is not broken
And the black banner rins
In the harsh, prickly wind
Heroes are taken to the square
Execute, executioners in the morning

Enough to dream and torment
Trying to bring back sometimes
Our lost brotherhood
Gone are your years
Enveloping swords and daggers
The longing of the autumn season
You are unlikely to return to the beginning
Of your reckless game

One day, waking up in the morning
You are forced to discover
That you don't have to go anywhere
And your sword, you no longer need
And blowing a horn above
Will not beckon you in the distance
And in the morning silence
The peaks will melt in the fog
............................
Enveloping swords and daggers
The longing of the autumn season
We are unlikely to return to the beginning
Of our mindless game