Текст песни Пикник - Ночь

Night rustle above his head like a black cloak vampire,
We walk side - these games are not for us.
Let the arms of darkness beating someone else,
We are free and clear, we go round.

Here I am painfully in the ears do not laugh off
Only until the light in the sky only until nightfall.

Again peak ace from a deck of old maps,
Again, there is a calculation, one left out in the cold.
Knows the broken ship: River life and must swim,
Wild winds cut, quiet beach to forget.

Night rustle above his head like a black cloak vampire,
We walk hand, these games are not for us.
And while we in the breast is not torn thin thread
You can sing hymns to the sun and forget about the night.

Here I am painfully in the ears do not laugh off
Only until the light in the sky only until nightfall.