Поход [Pohod] [English translation]

Leave me at home, slam the door

Unplug the phone, switch off the light

In the morning, there's an illusion that it's not so bad

In the morning, there's a fairy tale with a happy end

I'm on a march, two angels in front

One saving my soul, the other guarding my body

I'm on a march, two angels in front

One saving my soul, the other guarding my body

The dog was howling under my window all night

We know very well what happened next

The dog, doing its deed beneath another window,

ruined the fairy tale with a happy end

But faith remains and hope lives

I know that love never dies

Just give me the illusion that it's not so bad

And tell me a fairy tale with a happy end

I'm going on a march, two angels in front

One saving my soul, the other guarding my body

My final march, two angels in front

One saving my soul, the other guarding my body