Текст песни Санд Арлен - Вокруг стройки горят фонари

Around the building are lit lanterns,
Along the avenue are prostitutes,
There, confused, at the inside,
Under the mounds leather jacket,
She smokes a shower roar
And a bed with steel springs,
She listens to the noise of the stream,
What flows in her veins stone.
She thinks that the Moon - a fool,
As if hide behind the clouds,
She thinks that in a past life,
She died where - that in Vietnam,
In a remote village where the jungle
Absorb mist and time,
Remain eventually coals
hopelessly smoldering and smoldering.
Around the building are lit lanterns,
Prostitutes throwing greetings,
Burns down it,
And last cigarette.