Текст песни Сергей Жариков - В лунном свете

Zharikov, 1986
"In the moonlight"

Uncle cried, the train departed.
The moon shone on the tracks with a copse.
I turned around, put my wallet
And he smashed Ivan's skull with a crash.

I didn't have a face on today
I beat him with cold rubber.
Nobody knew Ivashin's father.
It was frosty, and frost covered the trees.

Lies kept by the river Perelman.
The fire order was proletarian red.
Dawn brass knuckles pulled back a pocket.
"SA" is a stripe (Most Apasny).

You walked in the forest in autumn,
She burned lecherous women at the stake,
And he was lying with a broken head.
The crow tore out his eyes.

And Timofey hung out until Thursday
The eyeless dog staggered through the garbage.
A woman's leg put on a stocking,
The language started talking about perestroika.

The homosexualist raped me.
I have completely forgotten about the discipline.
And the worms ate the dead horse.
Yegor poured lead on his wife's knees.

The tattoos, the wings of the sage shine.
Velvet rubs a prestigious patch.
A cleaver stuck out in the region of the rump,
Blood stained the Afghan upholstery.

I spoke, and my speech was ...
I was not silent, the blood gurgled in my throat!
That autumn night the girl was walking
And that girl did not reach her aunt.

"Accept, passer-by, this humble gift" -
I spoke and beat his liver.
It was frosty, there was a fire all around,
And someone was recording everything on tape.