Текст песни Не будите спящих - Льется Музыка...

blue splashed on the entrances and yards
from dusk till dawn talking heart to heart
someone's name day someone seeing
who sinyachet every day without needing a reason
malt bask in his youth from the cold
wear blue noses and do not shave their beards
Valery from the local to the thin fraction
there are brothers in every street alcoholics
people are Slavic people of the bitter water ...
all gathered around the table
dancing spree but folk songs ...
Pours music, music, music,
Sadness, and even fun,
Someone quietly playing the flute,
By circling the earth.
Pours music, music, music
I never get tired of circling
Endless faithful wise
Without which no one wants to live.