So many different people, when all is well
How many more of them will be around you
You don't have to thank me for coming1
Basically, everything's ready, the table is set
You open the show - it's a moment of triumph
You were awaited like the return of Columbus2
But quietly, unnoticeably, the evening melts
Everyone disappears, and the candles gradually go out
The problem looks on from beyond the corner
Today, already, into your eyes
It's gloomy around, dawn is coming soon
You looked around, but no one was near
One on one with the score3
With thoughts and misses, and broken dreams4
And while you flip through the notebook with your eyes
The one you call "brother" will appear next to you
If you've lost your way
And life leads you into a dead end
Just dial me
And start everything from zero on a clean page
The start might scare you
You and I won't let go of each other's hands
Standing shoulder to shoulder
We'll meet a new day
Know that I'm always with you, my friend
How many roads have you and I walked
And how many more will there be - only God knows
People appeared and suddenly vanished
And the years took their due, shrinking the circle
Everyone has their own business, own family
But we're still here, still friends
We've not lost each other because of money
In the bustling stream of other people's opinions
And we're being thrown around the world not lightly at all5
But that's the point, so thanks to life for that
To walk the whole route with dignity, beautifully
And to remember with whom you began - there's strength in this
The hardest hour, when there's little hope
I know, there is an escape - you just need to start again
And you've gotten emotionally ready for any hand dealt to you
The one you call "brother" will appear next to you
If you've lost your way
And life leads you into a dead end
Just dial me
And start everything from zero on a clean page
The start might scare you
You and I won't let go of each other's hands
Standing shoulder to shoulder
We'll meet a new day
Know that I'm always with you, my friend
You and I raced through life together, flying into the turns
Always playing with fate, we knew how to risk
And maybe we weren't lucky sometimes
But the luck is in that you,
Could call me your friend
If you've lost your way
And life leads you into a dead end
Just dial me
And start everything from zero on a clean page
The start might scare you
You and I won't let go of each other's hands
Standing shoulder to shoulder
We'll meet a new day
Know that I'm always with you, my friend
1. Could also mean "thank them for coming" instead2. Colonizer dude. Yikes on the metaphor, but it is what it is.3. Could mean game score, could mean personal score, could also mean debts of some kind4. "Miss" as in "miss an opportunity"/"miss the shot", not as in "miss someone".5. Actual word used, "нехило", is very colloquial and means something like "not bad"/"not weak"