Текст песни Макс Русанов - Вслед за луной

Bad thoughts carry me away
In the bottomless abyss, in a foggy distance.
From the stuffy apartment I will come out on the night,
Leaving to miss a dumb sadness.
Affairs of the past days
Anxious gloomy dreams.
Dispel them will help me
Only yellow light large moon.

Omitting the eyelids of daytime confuses,
Evening eyelashes are not visible poles,
Wake up at home from heavy thoughtfulness,
The crowd of lanterns will open his eyes.
Turning back to the frosty wind
We go after the moon

And the moon is a piece of cheese, nanizan on the thread.
We are again in the apartment where the kitchen is life,
The same real as a ghostly sleep,
Borders with night silence outside the window.
We, as if wanderers in the darkness,
We knock on your own door.
But suddenly the light rises away,
Lighthouse, with lunar light inside.

Oliveness of the day of daytime
Evening eyelashes are not visible poles
Wake up at home from heavy thoughtful
The crowd of the lantern will open his eyes
Turning back to the frosty wind
We go after the moon

We are as if wanderers in the Mol
Knock on your own door
But suddenly cut the light in Dali
Lighthouse, with lunar light inside

Oliveness of the day of daytime
Evening eyelashes are not visible poles
Wake up at home from heavy thoughtful
The crowd of the lantern will open his eyes
Turning back to the frosty wind
We go after the huge moon