Текст песни Виктор Луферов - Романс о свече застольной

When the candle smokes and burns out at a friendly table,
And it seems that the crackling of this candle will wake up the whole sleeping house, -
Everyone involuntarily falls silent, as if such an agreement.
Ask anyone at this moment: "Why are you silent?" - will wave his hand ...

The candle stub floats, and the thread of conversation breaks,
And it seems too late and reluctant to talk about something else.
That there is some resemblance here - a guess is not God knows what
And the candle is nothing to regret - after all, not a gold one.

And the flame beats as if it were alive: take a look - behind our back
And the room, and the light, and the shadows - they're all busy playing
And we seem to have nothing to do with it. And this has been done for a long time,
That the more their play is unrestrained, the weaker our conversation.

But because the light is unstable (die any - and it went out!),
Suddenly the past hour will become sweet to us and bitter among friends,
And the crackle of a candle will remind us of an old agreement:
The candle went out - go home, because we have no other candle.

When we see each other again -
Not in half or a third -
The candle will be young for us
Burn with a high flame
And this one did not spare us -
Why should we feel sorry for her? ..