Текст песни Гоген - Последняя четверть луны

And forty - no time limit, since was born in the shirt,
And for thirty bitter - not strong dreams.
Pei - now sadly diluted night
Pei - an occasion - the last quarter of the moon.

Dogs yelp, sensing his guest,
Only the wind blows veil of silence,
Jackal howl. Gnawed bones,
On the palate the last quarter of the moon.

A night black cat scratching in my front,
And delirium tremens whisper corners.
Friend, choknemsya, God forbid - do not last,
Drink it - this is the last quarter of the moon.

Thirty winter foretold that night,
Solitaire ice glass windows are correct.
And my black ball, I this is not enough,
Give God the last quarter of the moon.