Текст песни Екатерина Ачилова - В пустых домах...

The empty houses in purple walls and in the darkness, and in the twilight
Life begins to change, death begins in the winter.
He is indestructible, cursed city with a dragon's mouth on the arms.
I'm afraid, my friend, that very soon he will be vyave you.

That dull foam in a glass of drink the ancient dead countries
The blood creates a desire in my heart - thoughtlessness and fog,
Here are dancing in a long black dress Madonna streets and courtyards,
That beats the music of Vivaldi and other old masters.

Ah, this town is too firmly on the dirt hump!
I'm afraid, my friend, that night, he clearly saw you.
Still not too late to hide the mask in the tomb of other failures,
But in the face of broken tales flowing crying ...

1989