kochurovsky sings dima come on!nd the cruel nordost lashed, knocking him off his feet, their lips worshiped a handful of water, the tongue twister's cry trembled on the head, their fires burned on the ground in the night. the fires don’t go out, the night fires don’t go out, the fires don’t go out over the eternal river, the fires argue, the fires argue with the silence of the night, the boat is empty and the shore is night, i left the house to meet them a long time ago, but it seemed to me... i knew them and loved them as if i had heard their names for many years, as if i had friendships with many telil, fires do not go out, night fires, fires do not go out, over the eternal river, fires argue, argue. the empty boat beats with the silence of the night, and the shore is night. the fires do not go out, the night fires do not go out, the fires do not go out over the eternal river, the fires argue, the fires argue with the silence of the night, the empty boat beats , the shore at night, they were flipped over, knocking