Текст песни Юри Балабанов, Юрий Балабанов, Yuri Balabanov - MOONLIGHT ROAD

In the fog wet smoke from the fire,
As a symbol of pristine purity.
Forest at dusk drawn, and bushes
I fell asleep deep until the morning.

Yesterday I returned again here.
Yes, that beautiful moment will be bright!
In the evening sky, the first star;
For the first time I pay for the last year.

I feel good, but I know: everything will pass,
I'll fork this day tomorrow.
But only here, one day, who will come
I'll look around - and this is your shadow!

I will hear your voice, sad and deaf,
I will see your image on the background of darkness.
But to touch you hand
I will not dare: suddenly it is not you?

... we do not touch each other, only the door open,
My legs again suddenly fall the lunar face.
And on the road lunar we leave again
There, where we lost our love.