Простая Песня [Prostaya Pesnya] [English translation]

Once upon a time we were living on the edge,

And a warm July was with us.

Also, a broken steering wheel of Lada car model 5*.

We are playing in life

We will be living.

But I took the last carriage,

I'm loosing everything

And you are only loosing a dream.

Do you remember? You were bare-feet,

You walked in your father's tracksuit pants on the stones,

How far it seems now....

This is a simple song

For everyone to melt,

For everyone to play it on guitar in the yard.

This is a simple song

For everyone to melt,

For everyone to play it on guitar in the yard.

Symbolic dates arise

I give them to you like a song.

How old is this house

That has 200 winters?

We cannot breathe this air.

A modern dark and thick front door

We divided there water and cross

And all celebrated weddings,

At one front door like this I met you...

This is a simple song

For everyone to melt,

For everyone to play it on guitar in the yard.

This is a simple song

For everyone to melt,

For everyone to play it on guitar in the yard.

Like birds we fly here,

Not going to change something.

We count our years...

Now I can tell everyone about it.

How we were living on the edge a long time ago

And we had a warm July with us

And a broken steering wheel of Lada car model 5.

We were depicting life

We were playing in life with you!

This is a simple song

For everyone to melt,

For everyone to play it on guitar in the yard.

This is a simple song

For everyone to melt,

For everyone to play it on guitar in the yard.