Текст песни Александр Мёдов - Под старым фонарем

Under the old lamp turns black silk water
 Veiled trembling ripples ;
 In which you and perishable mechty-
 Everything seems departed forever ...

 In the cold brilliance sinks night
 With him taking bends mortal thoughts ,
 Having absorbed the prisoner and happiness and love ...
 And now you do not think about life,
 As soon as you look in the gloomy distance,
 Where in the darkness of night floating lights
 And along the roadsides , the fate of people ,
 Poles go into darkness, lights ...