Текст песни Бинауральная запись - Moon Over Bourbon Street

The moon is over Bourbon Street tonight.
The sidewalk is flooded with the pale light of the lanterns.
And again to the call to hurry to me -
To bright lights, to people, to the moon
I try so hard to be strong
After all, it is a sin to do this.
And my shadow is invisible, and my steps are not heard,
When the moon hangs over Bourbon Street

Years ago I became what I became
Like an innocent lamb, I fell into a trap.
I hate the light of day now
I only go out when the moon comes out.
The face of the monster is hidden by the hats of the field,
Hands of a priest, a sinner's look.
And my shadow is invisible, and my steps are not heard,
When the moon hangs over Bourbon Street

All New Orleans lies at her feet;
From a respected family, beautiful and young.
How many times have I stood in the moonlight under the window
He fought with himself, cursed himself.
"Tell me what to do" - I pray to the Lord -
I must destroy the one I love.
And my shadow is invisible, and my steps are not heard
When the moon hangs over Bourbon Street