Текст песни Ночные снайперы - Прощальная

On the waves of your tears
I'm going home.
The path will end my
In a kilometer of zero.

Let me go.
You see,
What a moon.
We are with you forever
We will stay here.
And from here we leave.

Twenty years under the glass,
Under the wings of the night.
In anticipation of meaning,
And in the farewell meetings.

Let me go.
You see,
My job.
When it's dark,
Stay quiet.
We left this place.

Malachite Eyes
It does not matter, it's a prayer.
I'm walking along the steppe.
Only where is the space ?!

Let me go.
You see,
Which arrow
High-high.
Close your door.
We left this place.

Dust rushes, and melancholy
She hid in the saddle.
I leave then,
To say to myself: - Everything!

Let me go.
You see,
I'm already on a horse.
A sad bird
I broke the wing,
Returning home.