По Фрейду [Po Frejdu] [English translation]

How to figure out what you have thought about? There's between us awkward pauses.

Once again I won't think of anything (to say) and You won't speak first

We hide ourselves right behind our eyelids. We're afraid of being someone deceived.

We're afraid of being the first ones. No one will decipher us

Chorus:

Moist hands in empty pockets.

You don't speak, and I don't listen

I wait for the continuation of desperate plans

According to Freud, try to find what I'm thinking about.

Moist hands in empty pockets.

You don't speak, and I don't listen.

I wait for the continuation of desperate plans

According to Freud, try to find what I'm thinking about.

And supposing that nothing will change, supposing that doubts will destroy us?

You wouldn't dare anything, and I wouldn't want any more

I will close our possibilities, all the same we're not told

And everything will end up quickly, even before it began.

Chorus.