Между панельных домов [Mezhdu panelʹnykh domov] [English translation]

Summer is lost again

I have pistols in my hands

I only come in dreams

Girl in black glasses

I'm a princess from Khrushchev-home1

And I don't feel pain

My dad is a professor

I don't lose control

Treasures, treasures

I was finding and hiding

I was standing and crying (standing and crying)

Was rising and falling

All riddles are solved

I was standing and crying (standing and crying)

Wish we lived till the morning

Wish we gave up on love

I follow you around the yards, between panel houses

Wish we lived till the morning

Wish we gave up on love

I follow you around the yards, between panel houses

Wish we lived till the morning-a-a

Wish we gave up on lo-o-o-ve

I follow you around the ya-a-a-rds, between panel houses

No pity at all

Provincial drama

My heart is white ice

And no one will find us

I wear a black hoodie

And instead of a choker - a chain

If you have funds in your pocket

So the goal is justified

I am killed, wounded

We knew everything in advance

I was standing and crying (standing and crying)

Out of cigarettes, you're so confused

It's over between us (It's over between us)

Wish we lived till the morning

Wish we gave up on love

I follow you around the yards, between panel houses

Wish we lived till the morning

Wish we gave up on love

I follow you around the yards, between panel houses

Wish we lived till the morning-a-a

Wish we gave up on lo-o-o-ve

I follow you around the ya-a-a-rds, between panel houses

1. A building built in Khrushchev era