Текст песни Димон Колоколов - Поздний вечер наступает

Late evening comes
The horizon of the Bagro paint is covered,
From the sky, the birds fly away
Only stars remain, and the moon is burning,
Burns, everywhere reflected,
And the sun hiding the ray
Forgiven in twilight flickers,
So I'm afraid
What I will be alone with the Luna,
Between Armada stars,
I'm afraid to communicate with her, war
Like rooted dog.

And the fact is that the solitude of the saint
It is necessary to drink a heavy cargo,
And that now we will be two:
I am - and the one who is afraid
And this fear is swept, fruitful,
What do I don't like in yourself
And what to love not dare bother -
I will kill this fear.
And I will be alone with the Luna,
Between Armada stars,
And I will communicate with her, proudly standing,
Like a noble dog.