Летающая тарелка [Letajushchaya tarelka] [English translation]

Have you ever seen a flying saucer,

Above your house, above your roof?

A saucer brings into our mode of life

The oblivion of spiritual insults,

And we owe her the topic for secular conversations.

I love this kind of utensil very much,

It decorates the exterior of my flat.

Look how something is flying,

In number of more than five,

The four are over the house, breaking the light barrier.

And if suddenly my microphone doesn't work,

And the drunk bassist plays a little out of tact,

It seems to me that is it,

Full of the best intentions,

Hanging above us, entering into a mental contact.

Have you ever seen a flying saucer,

Hanging above your roof, as if it's a star?

I think it is not in vain;

For if I had been a saucer,

I wouldn't have flown

I wouldn't have flown

I wouldn't have flown over a place like this.

I wouldn't have flown over that shit.