Текст песни Филина Э. - Три ковбоя

The moon shines brightly
Burrowing behind the foliage.
Three cowboys are driving along the forest road.
Three loyal friends
Three knives, three guns,
Three black horses
Three old lasso.

Suddenly a little light away
Horses briskly neighing.
It was one-eyed Harry's zucchini.
Three got off their horses
Belts tightened.
And through the open door
Three stepped at once.

Candles burn bright
Whiskey flows like water.
At the wide table
Cowboys are having fun.
Suddenly a noise is heard in the distance
The sound of hooves, the sound of guitars.
And through the open door
Thunderbolts.

A gang of thugs comes in
Man is nineteen.
And they offer cowboys to get out.
But still sitting
Three cowboys frowning
Friends only hands
They reached for the holsters.

Three loyal friends
They did not waste time in vain.
It’s like they’re in a dash
They shot at the brigands.
Someone's skull was cracking
The guitar rattled.
On the oak floor
Twenty corpses lay.

The moon shines brightly
Burrowing behind the foliage.
Two cowboys are driving along the forest road.
Two loyal friends
Two knives, two guns,
Two black horses
And two old lasso.