Проповедники [Propovedniki] [English translation]

Who-who are these shades behind the corner

We-we are in this nightly city

No longer primates, still not gods

Clusters of molecules, one out of many

We dispatch, that which covered itself - broke itself

We go, all unwanted waste

Unattainable, we gently float, feeling, not speaking

Rising, gently gliding down

Disintegrating into many tiny sparks

The silhouettes of preachers of simple happiness

Through prohibitions1, homes, wires and bridges

This city often shimmered in the fire

It swam past us, teased the darkness

Chaotic lines, fires above the water, isn't it something

beautiful?

No century mournfully vegetate, now it is our turn to shine

Clouds are light, but we are the lightest of all

Gracefully we go to the left and up...

We drift, while getting drunk with every moment

In the flow, without aim or direction

All intermingled in bright illegible blurs

Beauty is not always explainable or understood...

Who comes toward us, someone unreasonably harsh

Against us it sharpens its poisonous teeth2

Hiding the wrongs of long ago deeply

Only for us is this so far away

All is delirium, don't complain into a mirage:

Say "bye" to gravity

No hands can reach us from the Earth

Rising, gently gliding down

Disintegrating into many tiny sparks

The silhouettes of preachers of simple happiness

Through prohibitions, homes, wires and bridges

We drift, while getting drunk with every moment

With the flow, without aim or direction

All intermingled in bright illegible blurs

Beauty is not always explainable or understood...

1. запреты (bans, prohibitions): probably referring to the signs prohibiting certain activities such as smoking.2. Idiomatically: to bear a grudge