Песня для нового быта [Pesnya dlya novogo byta] [English translation]

All those, who were here, have run away, IMHO,

And those, who remains, they are sleeping.

And all alone

I'm sitting on the wall,

which is typical of me.

I was told that these wines are

Mixed with a mysterious poison;

And I find it so ridiculous:

Well, what do they know about the wine at all ?

Hey you, how do you live there?

You have a hippo,

And we are in our pantry

With a hole in a pocket,

But it's funny here,

It's so funny here...

And here's the road leading down

And here's water from a water tap;

Here's someone climbed onto the ledge,

Not to jump down, he's just drunk;

It all leads to conclusion that this day

Was not the worst of our days;

Let's see what the night will bring;

I don't need a lot of light,

I want it will be brighter/lighter here;

And it's such a joy that

you can help in this task.

Hey you, how do you live there?

You have a hippo,

And we are in our pantry

With a hole in a pocket,

But it's funny here,

It's so funny here...