Искусство быть смирным [Iskusstvo byt' smirnym] [English translation]

I'll dye the room by/in light color;

I'll make new door.

If snow will have fallen,

We'd learn about it only at morning;

It's the good year for reading,

The good year to hide our trace;

It's strange that I was singing for so long;

Maybe there was something in it.

Take me to the river,

Lay me in the water;

Teach me the art of being docile,

Take me to the river.

We were dancing on the beach,

Making love in the sand,

Flying higher than birds,

Holding stones in our hands:

Jasper and onyx, crystal, to see them better;

The tea at midnight kitchens,

We needed so much.

Take me to the river

Lay me in the water;

Teach me the art of being docile,

Take me to the river.

I'll dye the room by/in light color,

I'll make new door;

If the night will be dark,

We will leave home a little bit earlier,

In order to speak softly,

To measure time by the stars;

We will walk, touching the trees.

It's strange that I was singing for so long.

Take me to the river,

Lay me in the water;

Teach me the art of being docile,

Take me to the river.