Владивосток 2000 [Vladivostok 2000] [English translation]

Grenade in my pocket, the pin in my hand

Seagulls started singing to me in a familiar language

I walked away q1uietly - I wasn't hiding, not a thief

With wheels sadly in the sky, the cruisher watches

When the fog has dwindled, and the moon realized its suffering

From her shift, the young wife did not return

The water will be poisoned, light go out, sounds subside

I won't return to you anymore - now I am a friend

Chorus:

We're leaving, we're leaving, we're leaving

Better times will come

The native girl beats, glowing in ecstasy

Vladivostok 2000

In the embraces of half-drunk women, the sailors died

T-shirts torn and pricked right off the chest

My heart will stop, there won't be a sound

You already danced your last dance without hands

Maybe, they'll dig it up in a thousand years

In chewing gum rappers and fragments of coins

Where the whole shore is licked, didn't reach the wave

Where the rails got out of the pocket of the country

Chorus (x3)

We're leaving, we're leaving...

We're leaving, we're leaving, we're leaving...