Скользкие улицы [Skolzkije Ulici] [English translation]

The air sparkles,

and it’s easy to believe

that the worst nightmare will burst

like a soap bubble.

The amber fire

will burst inside the chest,

but it will not heat up,

and will leave the heart empty.

Chorus:

Slippery streets.

Foreign cars kiss each other –

crumpled wings

of unhappy love.

The minutes are marked

by people we meet randomly,

Yet, no one can tell

what awaits us ahead.

The ice melts

on the velvet body.

The short night

melts away like some light smoke.

As the time passes,

it will once reveal

the mottles of the roads ahead,

And all doubts will be done away with.

Chorus:

Slippery streets.

Foreign cars kiss each other –

crumpled wings

of unhappy love.

The minutes are marked

by people we meet randomly,

Yet, no one can tell

what awaits us ahead.

Arrows indicate that we’re at crossroads.

All we see until the horizon are unpointed ones (roads).

The city is like an island

At the very end of the world.

Chorus:

Slippery streets.

Foreign cars kiss each other –

crumpled wings

of unhappy love.

The minutes are marked

by people we meet randomly,

Yet, no one can tell

what awaits us ahead.