Текст песни Ночные снайперы - Прощальная

On your waves of tears
I will go home.
The path will end in My.
In a kilometer of zero.

Let me go.
See,
What moon.
We are forever
Stay here.
And from here we will leave.

Twenty years under glass
Under the wings of the night.
Waiting for the meaning
And in meetings goodbye.

Let me go.
See,
My job.
When it is dark
Sit soul.
We left here.

Malachite eye
Not trouble, but a plea.
I go along the steppe.
Only where is the space?!

Let me go.
See,
What anger
Highly high.
Close your door.
We left here.

Dust goes, and longing
Passed in the saddle.
I'm leaving then
To say to yourself: - Everything!

Let me go.
See,
I'm already on horseback.
And sad bird
Broke the wing
Returning home.