Текст песни Дима Ветер - Не серчай на меня, не нужно.

Do not be angry at me, do not!
I love to walk at night.
Because my city south,
In it you do not want to sleep at night.

There are alarms to be friends!
And so the star low weigh,
What verses are braided into the soul,
Gently tugging fingers life.

I am ready, and do not drink and do not cry.
I used to stand under a huge moon.
Like a furry cat paw
Clouds that float above me.

And the trees, like an old woman,
Head of gray hair scattered.
Poozyabli in such a blizzard,
In bony foot in the snow.

What are you doing, my lovely?
My beloved and dear to me.
I am ready to die once,
To sleep under your land.

And let us chirping birds,
Warm and welcoming the dawn.
At night me with something I can not sleep.
City South, no desire.