Шалфей [Shalfey] [English translation]

On a smoky morning we went from a long recess

Fell into soft fibers

I'm feeling with my guts

That we'll have the problems, let's do it in the Morse code.

Since I have a salvia, and you have love for me

But someone, who's restless, saw it,

And I haven't met heroes in this life.

It's late.

Because of the glass, you're looking too beautiful

And it irritates me with something.

Stations

Almost examined the clothes

And girls are devouring with their gazes

Since I have a salvia, and you have love for me.

But someone, who's restless, saw it,

And I haven't met heroes in this life.

It's late.

But someone, who's restless, saw it,

And I haven't met heroes in this life.

It's late...

It's late...