Colours are bright and chords are sonorous here on earth
Right at the square the tower-crane is rising up
Girl crane-operator with Gioconda smile is sitting on top of the tower
The plane Leningrad-Amsterdam is flying in the sky
Granny is knitting socks for her good-for-nothing grandson
Dad is carrying 1 kg of potatoes from work
Grandson is grinding away at his books cursing the siences
The plane Leningrad-Amsterdam is flying in the sky
On the questionable depth of ten thousand meters
Doctors are practicing in magic over sombody who forgot to fasten his seatbelt
If you know someone's secrets -
Keep silent
People are laughing, giving cheery waves,
Dancing fastly, then drinking off 100 grams
There next to the bright sun, with glittering wings
The plane Leningrad-Amsterdam is flying in the sky
Life seems to me clock-work carousel
Which is going to whirl untill someone pushes emergency brake
There, after the july's rain and february's snowstorm
The plane Leningrad-Amsterdam is flying in the sky