Луна

Yes , flock, I - the old man .
I - like canine erased .
Do not chew my memory of free dreams.
They fervor died down long ago ,
And painfully hit in the stomach
The eyes of my friends , my friends eyes - wolves.

I wound zalizhu ,
I last abseil .
Traps and see the trail wring .
Not because it is weak,
And because blood does not warm the old legs,
Nights for a long time howl at the moon ...

Yes , flock, I - the old man .
But think not weaned .
I can smell the nose where the blood flows .
And we hunger pressed ,
In a tight distance beckoned .
But blende was human blood .

I rushed into the darkness .
I knew that the only way :
All out I have to save you .
But the young leader
Put an end to so
Already conceived , I was clean.

Moon , moon , moon,
Exploding howling silence.
Moon , moon , moon,
Moon and wolf in the night forest .
Take me to him , the moon .
Luna ...