Он играет на похоронах и танцах [On igraet na pokhoronakh i tancakh] [English translation]

He performs at funerals and balls,

Everyone is from here-and-there

But not there, they cannot stay there :

Only waiting here-and-there

Again he bows to the sounds.

One hundred newly-weds, a hundred divorces.

He performs at funerals and balls,

After all, our life is just one of two simple things! 1

Don't cry when he knocks at your troubled door,

We won't stay forver.

Whatever happens, just don't cry,

Play, and woe is no issue!

And after all, there'll be that fateful day when,

The bell tolls, and time is up.

And I will remember everything, who was walking beside me,

Everything, what could and what could not.

Eternity isn't beneath the moon,

I'll collapse to the Earth.

Don't let it be by the commissars in dusty helms,

Let it be him performing for you.

1. Holy crap that's dark