Последний танец [Posledniy tanets] [English translation]

I wanted to run away from here so much,1

But the tear was my tell.

I remember, I whispered in the kitchen:

If you leave, then the world will end,

And there won't be anyone to save.

Let you way be peaceful,

And I'll memorize only your face features.

There’s a white blizzard in my heart,

We used to touch each other,

Now it is of no pertinence to us.

Fly, my dear, fly,

But just don't look back,

Indeed, where flowers used to grow,

Now even the grass will not germinate.

Give me the last dance,

Even though it's a very small thing to you,

But I'm hell-bent on it.

I'm not good here without you.

Give me the last dance,

Even though it's a very small thing to you,

But I'm hell-bent on it.

I'm not good here without you.

I'm so tired and my voice became hoarse,

My legs are as if in shackles,

My songs have been worth nothing,

Because they all were just for you,

I'll play the guitar chord,

It will ring out as nicely as ever,

Today you’re like sister for me,

Laugh and cry with me all night,

Let the wind howl outside,

Let the rain wash my eyes,

I will sing my songs for another girl,

But secretly imagine you.

Give me the last dance,

Even though it's a very small thing to you,

But I'm hell-bent on it.

I'm not good here without you.

Give me the last dance,

Even though it's a very small thing to you,

But I'm hell-bent on it.

I'm not good here without you.

Give me the last dance,

Even though it's a very small thing to you,

But I'm hell-bent on it.

I'm not good here without you.

1. to run from where?