Белая река [Belaya reka] [English translation]

Not long ago I met him

He has been like a brother for me in youth

We examined each other, remembered funny stories from past

And drank vodka from two glasses.

How are you? - I'm fine

All world is reigned by the kind one (river),

Good one, a little crazy one

But I'm already not afraid of this one

White river, it's drops (of memories) from past

Ah, river, spread your hand like a wing

I sink in this life of trifles

You are a glass on the table, you are the sky in my arms

Do you remember this song

That in our childhood we use to sing?

On the stairs in a front door

We used to build our walls*

And light diluted by windows

We preferred it to sun.

And poisoned air,

We drank it from a bottle.

Fate has tried to bring us in the place

We everyone is equal.

But we looked at another side

Not carrying about anything.

And in this eternal autumn

We sit like two naked trees.

Death counts from 1 to 7

And then dry our snots.