Дежурный по апрелю [Dezhurny po apreliu] [English translation]

Ah, what utterly amazing are the nights here

Only mama is in melancholy worry

-Why d’you walk around, my son, dear

So lonely, so lonely?

-Why d’you walk around, my son, dear

So lonely, so lonely?

Well, from end to end of April is my journey

And the stars have grown bigger and much gentler...

- Mama, mama, I am just patrolling

A patrolman, I’m of April!

- Mama, mama, I am just patrolling

A patrolman, I’m of April!

- My son, dear, I remember what has happened

And your eyes have filled with sorrow, my son, angel

Maybe she has left you all forsaken

Like a stranger, like a stranger? -

Maybe she has left you all forsaken

Like a stranger, like a stranger? -

Well, from end to end of April is my journey

And the stars have grown bigger and much gentler...

- Come off, mama, I am just patrolling

A patrolman, I’m of April!

- Mama, mama, I am just patrolling

A patrolman, I’m of April!