Слезы капали в вечность,
А я искал философию в капле дождя.
Искал смысл в цветении розы.
Слезы капали, капали слезы.
Слезы капали, падали с крыш,
В храме, в купели плакал малыш.
Не спасли ни мольбы, ни угрозы.
Слезы капали, капали слезы.
Слезы капали, плакала дева,
Плод в руке от запретного древа.
А вокруг все молнии, грозы.
Слезы капали, капали слезы.
Tears fell into eternity
And I was looking for philosophy in a drop of rain.
I was looking for meaning in a rose bloom.
Tears were falling, tears were falling.
Tears fell, fell from the rooftops
In the temple, in the font, a baby was crying.
Neither pleas nor threats saved.
Tears were falling, tears were falling.
Tears were falling, the maiden was crying,
Fruit in hand from the forbidden tree.
And all around are lightning, thunderstorms.
Tears were falling, tears were falling.
