Будь моей тенью [Bud' moey ten'yu] [English translation]

On this night, fern will blossom with marvelous color,

On this night, the brownies will come back home,

Clouds from the North, wind from the West,

So soon the witch will wave her hand at me.

I live in anticipation of a miracle, like Mauser in a holster,

Like I’m a spider in a web, like a tree in the wilderness,

Like a black fox in a hole,

I'm cold in my upper room,

Doors won’t open,

Сrayfish has the keys and crayfish is on the mountain.

I ran through the telescopes

From the frightened eyes of children,

I wanted to sleep with mermaid,

But I didn't know how to be with her.

I wanted to turn into a tram

And to drive into your window.

Wind is blowing from the outskirts,

We already don’t care,

Wind is blowing from the outskirts,

And we don’t care.

Be my shadow, my creaky rung,

My colored Sunday, my mushroom rain,

Be my god, my birch SAP,

My electric current, my crooked gun.

I was a witness to the fact that you’re the wind,

You’re blowing me in the face and I’m laughing,

I don’t want to leave you

Without fight. While I’m in yours dreams

Be my shadow.

It’s good to dance on the coals,

With this from whom resin like from pine.

it's well to watered milk

Young bodies.

It’s good to turn into a tram

And to drive into your window,

Wind is blowing from the outskirts,

We already don’t care,

Wind is blowing from the outskirts,

And we don’t care.