Маленький Принц [Malenʹkiy Prints] [English translation]

In the dark, among the stars, in neon lights

The Earth is sinking and melting

The Little Prince on a distant planet

Is still waiting for his King

He can often be a rock and a wave

An old man and a child at the same time

And every night he pretends to be the Moon

And peeks in every window

A cosmic wanderer, a lonely singer

He takes care of his rose

And believes that one day into his distant world

The long-awaited King will come

And I'm looking for him in strangers' faces

In the flickering of the screen an on the blank pages

I'm looking for him, but I won't find him

Won't come up, won't ask, won't answer

And I'm looking for him in strangers' faces

In the Internet's web and in the books

I'm looking for him, but I won't find him

Won't come up, won't ask, won't answer