Текст песни Там посмотрим - Красные фонари

dropping into the night of the shackles,
Riding the candle - in Alcove.
Another antonione
Rassed thunder on the balcony.

Neon signs like golden fores.
Neon signs like golden fores.
Neon signs like golden fores.

blood splits corn but
You will not come back home.
Blood split corn, oh,
You will never come back home.

These are not skillful poems,
Only competent editors.
not a living person
Only the body moved by the truck.
These are not skillful poems,
Only competent editors.
not a living person
Only the body, fired by the truck.

Yes, I chasing you
In the dark transition.
Yes, I swear blood
Your corn makes.
Yes, I chasing you
In the dark transition.
You are so young under the moon.
You are on the night, I am for you.
Four eye headlights in puddles
Inseparably inside us

(I am pursuing you).