Текст песни THE METO - 4. Выпей со мной луна

Have a drink with me the moon,
I'll leave it for later.
Have a drink with me the moon,
I soon forget my father's house.
Where my sorrow
Spinning in the dance of forgotten melodies
Guitar, come on, play,
Something familiar to all remember.

Have a drink with me the moon,
I do not need much, you just listen.
Have a drink with me to the bottom,
The last spark of the last stew
We are not with you two,
Otherwise, I like the wolf will win you.
Have a drink with me the moon,
After all, no one else will drink with me.

It's sad and it's not so.
The old songs are false.
Closed last tavern,
Where was the fun, no matter what false.
And apart from all,
Heaven admiring tighter drunk.
And I drink to you as a fool,
And the voice of a drunken bear nonsense.

You, of his longing
And my voice - croak white crow
In his strange language
It is unclear who and why is addressed
So drink is with me the moon
All said, well, let's keep quiet.
Have a drink with me to the bottom ...
The moon is not, I am one.