Night rustles overhead like a vampire's black cloak,
We go by the side - these games are not for us.
Let in the embraces of darkness someone beat another,
We are free and clean, we go by the side.
Here I am to pain in the ears, do not mind a good laugh,
Only while the light in the sky, only while it doesn't come - the night.
Again, the ace of spades falls from a deck of old cards
And again, are counted, who remained a fool.
The broken ship knows: life is a river and must swim,
Rampant winds cut, a quiet beach to forget.
Night rustles overhead like a vampire's black cloak,
We go by the side, these games are not for us.
In the meantime, we have in the chest a thin fibre that does not break,
You can sing hymns to the sun and forget about the night.
Here I am to pain in the ears, do not mind a good laugh
Only while the light in the sky, only while it doesn't come - the night