Город [Gorod] [English translation]

City – it mourned with me, it followed me in my flight

Snow white and old cassettes that brought my memories into life

It blew my mind to recollect my endless flying

And those your pictures that have burnt my eyes

Back home? It’s too empty and early

With you? It’s too late, I’m so sorry

To breathe, not to mix

Strangest tea, don’t miss me.

People, so greedy, levelled their eyes on me,

And near there were the fragments of my dreams and “Happy new year!”

I’ll send my postcards to some strangers full of cheer

How will I know? Their amorous scents will make it so clear!

Later my taxi slid between the traffic lights, while city,

So stubborn, hid his secrets in the darkest windows.

The rolling stars were burning holes inside the heaven.

And crazy crossroads with the yellow light…

Back home? It’s too empty and early

With you – it’s too late, I’m so sorry

To breathe, not to mix

Strangest tea, don’t miss me.