Со скоростью мира [So skorost'yu mira] [English translation]

In the morning birds start sparkling

Like your dew

From damned god's eyes

It's yellow summer.

At night animals are blareing

In a working burrow

And pine echo

Is limping along the hills.

Through the fires, through the woods - on an obedient carpet

At the sunrise, in reality, and with the speed of the world

It's the right time.

Grass is spiking from the heels of earth

Like from the bucket

And no one can satisfy

Its sweet sea

Round trees, tight elephants

Blue dust

The bless of aching shoes

A poor affair.

Through the glasses, through the years - on a shaggy carpet

In silver, in the wind, and with the speed of the world

It's the right time.

No one said it would be easy -

At the sunset of life

One resonant moon

One excessive wall

However, outside the window -

It's yellow summer

Sweet sea

It's the right time

It's the right time

It's the right time