Оружие [Oruzhie] [English translation]

We are often compliant. Welcome the ardor.

The happiness shifts colors once a day.

With you in danger, without you - in the shadow.

This wonderful song belongs here,

Between my and your heart,

Between the barricade and Presnya, together..

Together...Isn't this happiness? But...

Our soul drifted above the puddles,

But it wasn't that April that gave me the cold.

With your deadly weapon

It seems that I killed myself.

So compliant.. Ardor.. Forgive me..

Cold rain came from somewhere.

Come under the umbrella and take my hand,

Let's at least return until eight.

My city calmed down, and the notes to verse.

And this hour of drowsiness overtook us

Hello...hello.. Isn't this happiness? But...

Our soul drifted above the puddles,

But it wasn't that April that gave me the cold.

With your deadly weapon

It seems that I killed myself.

Excuse me...Just this feeling of loneliness.

We insensibly both became sad

This is your genre, this is your style,

Your weapon against my forces.

My city calmed down, and the notes to verse.

And this hour of drowsiness overtook us

Hello...hello.. Isn't this happiness? But...

Our soul drifted above the puddles,

But it wasn't that April that gave me the cold.

With your deadly weapon

It seems that I killed myself.