До свидания [Do svidaniya] [English translation]

The moon can decrease-

It can be like this.

I went to cut hair,

Got killed it's not fair,

From "Emka" they shoot

In the left muscle

They miss,

It can also be like this.

The sights not precised,

And I'm all smiles,

I live without trying

All fourteen years of mine...

Goodbye , my beloved city,

I've almost got in

In your magazine.

Waiting- is occasion very boring,

We need so little

For two of us.

Star light is lost

Alltogether from the frost,

All become dark.

They withered, those roses,

Brought me some tears

And I'm fed up.

Unwanted prose

From the frost

Will it be white?

But I'm smiling,

I live and I try,

And the hair is all right...

Goodbye, my beloved city,

I've almost got in

In your magazine.

Waiting- is the most boring, occasion

We need so little

For two of us.

Goodbye, my beloved city,

I've almost got in

In your magazine.

Waiting - is the most boring, occasion

I'm so tired

To think for two of us...

Goodbye, my beloved city,

I've almost got in

In your magazine.

Goodbye!