Текст песни Димон Колоколов - Поздний вечер наступает...

Late evening comes,
 Horizon crimson flush overspread,
 From the sky the birds fly away,
 There remain only the stars and the moon lit
 Lights are reflected everywhere,
 A ray of sunshine the disappeared
 Farewell shimmers in the twilight,
 So, I'm afraid,
 I'd be alone with the moon,
 Between armada of stars
 I am afraid that I will talk to her, howling,
 As rootless dog.

 But the fact that loneliness St.
 It is necessary to drink a heavy burden,
 And now we will have two:
 I - and the one whom I fear,
 And this fear of sweating, nasty,
 That in itself I do not like,
 And do not dare to love boldly -
 I will kill that fear.
 And I find myself alone with the moon,
 Between armada of stars
 And I will talk to her, proudly standing,
 How noble dog.