Текст песни Рита Можаева - Огни притона

The brothel lights are tempting to play
 Bayan plays and sings songs there
There at the table guys are drinking conscience
Girls pour beer over their sadness

There sat one sullen there.
He was a boy with a torn soul.
He was a child when his father left him;
Leaving them alone with their mother.

The child was growing and his mother loved
She herself will not eat and she’ll save everything for her son
With a hand outstretched on the porch stood
Shivering from the cold in rags without a scarf

Son grew up with thieves he confessed
He began to drink, to hang out at night, not to be at home
And mother lies in the raw, unheated basement
Unable to raise a hand for a penny

Suddenly the knock of doors and doors opened
I went in a suit and a leather coat
He turned and said: "Mother, hello!"
And he could not say anything more

-Well, my son came to visit mom
So stay with me forever
-Oh mom, mom, I can’t stay!
Cause you and I are forever separated

I'm a thief killer, a stranger splattered with blood
I am the chieftain among the robber environment
I became a thief and urkagan long ago
and now I can’t have a family

And he walked away with a heavy door slammed
and told her nothing more
and mother with sobs closed in rags
she was hurt for her son

Early the next morning from a dark basement
In a pine coffin, the mother was demolished in the cemetery
And her son with a desperate punks
for the crime of execution led