Sorrel - Максим Леонидов -Конь-

He has been told it’s all over now,
Time to sum up your dreams that didn’t come true
He has been told – Go back to your town
The spring at home is waiting for you

Down by the river cane is thinking aloud
Flaxen-haired girls are walking around
So what boogie-woogie are you talking about?
What adorable islands? Come back to the ground.

Let your sorrel go, let him join a herd,
Slender moon is shining bright for returning birds.
He is looking aside like it all wasn’t heard,
Filling glasses full and not saying a word.

He has been told - go back with no retard,
Don’t stick out your belly and tighten your belt,
He has been told - quit drinking so hard.
Don’t make a day out of night, you’re about to melt.

Go back to your home, to the lilacs in bloom,
To the death coming out in the evening time.
Make a story to tell of your dream and its doom,
Everything you believed was nothing but rhyme.

Let your sorrel go, let him join a herd,
Slender moon is shining bright for returning birds.
He is looking aside like it all wasn’t heard,
Filling glasses full and not saying a word.