25 к 10 [25 k 10] [English translation]

I'm an engineer making 100 rubles a month

And i won't get any more

I'm twenty-five

But I still don't really know what I need

Seems like there is no reason

For being proud of my life

But if I had a choice

I would be like me again

I'm twenty-five and for the last ten years

I've been singing without any special sense

And it's difficult for me to be scared of her

Standing behind my back

If I can't make myself clear

It's not my fault indeed

As for her who stands there..

We are all equal in her sight

Maybe tomorrow clocks will go back

And the time will turn us around

And someone who was taken down with tears from the cross

Will be crucified again

And tender lips might be looking for their Jesus

But I sang what I sang

And I have a clear conscience about that

I am happy about the way things are

Even if they went wrong

Even if I have a wind in my mind

And a real mess in my dome

I just tried to grow my own garden

Not spoiling a beautiful view

The outpost chief will understand me

And the light-hearted fisherman will pardon me