Текст песни Сауроныч - Старый Пёс

The sad voice of an old dog
The throat crushes the silence
The night is thick as honey bee
All in darkness and in a dream.
And the dog howls tearfully
Crying voice trembles
It may not be too late
Maybe someone else is not sleeping ..?
I will launch the bread
I am the moon in heaven.
Guest throwing tears into the sky:
Let the Dog Constellation Become!
Break the chord to shreds
Soul - and give it to friends:
Fly, children wolf,
Disassemble in pieces!

And the county silently breathes,
Quiet and smooth, but grace.
Yes, I do not hear,
Yes, they want to sleep more?
Open windows, doors,
Chase off Goodnight!
Come out, Beast People,
Will be dancing under the moon!
Put on the skins of the dog
Smooth wool on the sides!
Sing, polyphony,
Yes, so that the echo in heaven!
We cannot be silent today,
We can not today so!
Sing, descendants of the wolf,
Looks at the top of our leader!

But nowhere do the doors creak,
The bolt does not drop:
The beasts have forgotten the truth
Forgot the life of the fathers.
In chests, beaten by moths,
Dust skins lie.
Watching a parent dog with pain
On long blind puppies.

Well, father, let's cry:
You, yes, I, and the string,
And in my dog's pupil
The moon is reflected.
Owl circling over the meadow,
Yellow light shines from the eyes,
I'm spinning like I'm drunk
Starting a wild dance!