Текст песни May Flint - Когда лампы гаснут

I am going back home,
When the lights go out
And the sun, eyeball,
rolls over the horizon to rest.
I am going back home.
Neither people nor road can be seen
I don’t hear cars, only legs
Treading on the bitter November snow.
I am going back home.
Colors are gathering in the sky.
And it’s not too late, but I’m going to run
I come back to where the lights don't go out
Where a bright man is always waiting for me.