Текст песни Андрей Макаревич и Оркестр Креольского Танго - Разговор на фоне бесконечной ночи

I'm dead tired, I fell behind from the pack,
I shivered and could not stand to go,
But where to go, no one anywhere and can not wait.
I do not believe that somewhere in the dawn lights
And what will end this night
Rassvetёt, my friend, rassvetёt.

Century after century, here only the darkness and snow,
Only a wolf howling blizzard
And cereals in the face, so much so that tears from his eyes.
It was once one day
And here gets light?
Everything in its own time, my son, all in their hour.

There were days we were standing back to back
When you do not have the strength to go
It was a friend's shoulder or rather his shoulder.
We were taught to forgive. Tell me how to forgive
Those who betrayed you in a way?
Not good-bye, my son, is not goodbye.

The world is full of traces of the garden of Eden
Until the day of judgment
And the creator and know the villain in his steps.
I loved and suffered, all that has been distributed
What will remain after me?
Nothing, dear, nothing.

(Posted 06-01-2010)