Текст песни Король и Шут - Волки воют на луну

You whisper:
"Admit, Count,
That your friend
That night was right.
When inhaling
Tobacco smoke
Said he knew
You, Count, Others.

Right, my friend, what's you say,
Truth, I do not hide from you,
Everything is somehow strange ...
Heart, my friend, do not order
Sometimes I do not know myself,
I do not know.

Again wolves spend on the moon
I believe in the return, as in the dream.

Again in the shutter
Looks moon
Pour, friend
More wines.
God will give, succeed
In foreign edges
We, friend, do not fall
In dashing battles.

My heart has accumulated
Hundreds of signs that I love
Girl this ...
All that was between us
And I remember the abyss on the edge
I am not kidding.

Again wolves spend on the moon
I believe in the return, as in the dream.
I will keep my longing my wines
In this link in someone else's war.

Break, break, break,
My friend is with you
Let us come back, come back, come back
To Paris home.