Текст песни Юрий Бендюков - Свет погасим у свечи

The light will go out, the candle will sit with the guitar,
Let's play, tell me, my comrade old.
For deception and love, per soul and body
Lei for a hundred - we have booked with you again.

The heart in search of heat - there is no beloved near.
On the soul one ash - neither fire is neither smoke.
Be patient, hill water and fester again -
Always joy for trouble, eternal goal.

Tryn grass overgrown old roads
What do you swing your head and eyes in alarm?
Il cruelly say, or the stupidity of Slavs?
Wait the bump and I will add.

Do not make sins, do not consider losses,
At night, write poems, do the day of salary.
If the wind Satany tears with the soul of clothes,
It is necessary to a woman of one and a little bit of hope.

Anyway, still dust on earth roads.
Well, the birthplace, bored, harness and touch.
Everything that can be and can not, has long been told.
The old friends sat down - the wounds were lined.