Пока не начался Джаз [Poka ne nachalsya dzhaz] [English translation]

The Ball* is lasting fifth day in the tram depot;

The laughing gas flows out from kitchen faucets.

Retired people in trams talk about the star war.

Hold me, be with me.

Keep/save me until the jazz starts.

Goodbye, my friends, let's move our watches by an hour;

There are new walls in the city, but snow is clean;

We are releasing birds - the century is over.

Hold me, be with me,

Keep me until the jazz starts.

There are so many rules at night, but dawn will be soon;

The web of branches is the wings keeping us.

We keep singing, not noticing our own disappearence.

Hold me, be with me,

Keep me until the jazz starts...

Take me to where the jazz will start