Текст песни Нищий граф - Посидим - покурим

Stars in the sky are not becoming fewer,
Who would be there are not enough from the heavens!
Way home it may seem easier
If the stone has a weight on the heart.
      Skittish light in the boat lit candle -
      We are carried away by the wind during the night.

Let's sit, smoke and go to heaven to drink tea.
Let's sit, smoke and go to heaven to drink tea.
So alive yet, if there is sadness in my soul!
Sit, have a smoke, and go to drink tea.

This world, generating shadows
Out of the abundance of rules gone mad -
Xanthos died of thirst, Genghis Khan on his knees,
Bill Geytts in rags, on the shoulder of the soum.
    The darkness will remove doubts and the blood from the sword -
    We are carried away by wind during the night ...

Etc.

Licking night bloody morning
The languages ​​of the scarlet of their campfires.
I do not glorified himself only one who is wise -
Whoever wise, he knows the words!
     Skittish light in the boat lit candle -
     We are carried away by the wind during the night.

Etc.

Yuri Bindyukov