Текст песни Дядя Jackie - на край ночи

Hundreds sunsets where I died choking to start all over again
And I watched out the window until the room as the image of the dusty shroud
All the hundreds of desert stops as though my patient that night mirage
And those of the city in the distance, reminiscent of accumulation points of light

I observed when the city will go out when the city .. watched fade
And I hear all the sounds of the trains otpoyut his final requiem
I saw in these drowsy pupils waning hated my city
I watched the sunset which habitually currently five slit throat

Blurring the sneakers in the dust is not counted all the groves and intersections
And hope for the muddy bottom of the glass in which the local bar
To be honest it is already on the shelves of all the most distant dreams forgotten
For a long time there has been forgotten, forgotten all the things which be too late

The third day without sleep .. crossed-stitch booklet
See these veins as plant stalks bloom right on hand hey
Come see I'm not lying bloom right on hand
Float figure .. those that are far away .. and closed turnstile

and the sky above me, shines like a light bulb with a capacity of thirty watts
dimly and briefly, all sad and pale, skillfully us forever but
in areas where empty and poor, all twisted up verbal delirium
all of us here insofar as far-invisible threads nerves

Under the light of the moon, we beheld every night of this world contrasts
And I saw out there winking at me crucified Armstrong
Burns smoky lobbies in long-distance trains
And flashed, the hopeless longing scenery all inherited

there where thousands of lights .. a trip to the edge of night
to where we are now is not .. just dust those dirty roadsides
to where the ticket .. long time we ordered in absentia
endless journey of a thousand years on the edge of night