Текст песни Ян Майский - Ночь.

Night again pierces you with his frankness,
It provides all the secrets, secrets that have long kept.
And if it differed at least some loyalty,
That's all the secrets of this would not have much saved.

She'll whisper them quietly, like hissing,
And you sit there, moaning and writhing in pain.
The night wraps around you like a big snake,
You squirm why all hands calloused.

She smothers you, yes you, and is about to suffocate himself.
Heart naughty, beating frantic pace.
And it will be, in fact, a miracle, if you wake up in the morning,
And, most likely, a complete stranger.

Soon you yourself will close for a the door.
And tell her softly: "Please, aim."
"Kerosene abyss transshipment heart.
Beysya bitch beysya faster beysya. "