Oдинокая гармонь [Odinokaya Garmon'] [English translation]

Quiet town at night is so comforting

Doors won’t squeak, no more lights that are lit

Just a lonesome accordion wandering

Somewhere far away down the street

It goes far in the fields through the gateway

Then it comes back to town again

Just as if it is asking for pity

And can’t find anyone to complain

Night gets cooler, the darkness gets deeper

Apple blossom is white as the snow

Just come tell us who made you a weeper

The accordionist a young beau…

May be your joy is not far away

Just not sure if she is the one

So then why are you wandering restless

Keeping young ladies piece so undone…

Quiet city at night is so comforting

Doors won’t squeak, no more lights that are lit

Just a lonesome accordion wandering

Somewhere far away down the street