Текст песни Александр Мёдов - Под старым фонарем

Under the old lamp blackens water silk,
 Veiled trembling ripples ;
 In which you and perishable mechty-
 Everything seems irretrievably departed ...

 In the cold brilliance sinks night
 With him taking the yoke of mortal thoughts ,
 Having absorbed the prisoner and happiness and love ...
 And now you do not think about life,
 As soon as you look in the gloomy distance,
 Where in the darkness of night swimming lights ,
 And along the roadsides , the fate of people ,
 Poles go into darkness, lights ...