That tired you can be only from celebration
From the flows of speeches about nothing
Keep my soul in Kiev
Under the Bulgakov's witches sh*t
Again, say again, I'm listening.
Doesn't have to stow the wet hay in the haystacks
Things have to be called in real names.
Here, the street of Colonel Briedis
Ai, Karamba* and people are partying there
I'm standing in the middle of it all
Although I don't know in which side.
I don't want to say anything just like that
But I have to say it anyway, tick-tock clock is running
Another time bomb is gone
Time to do the big change
Say loudly and right in the face
If not now, then when,
If not you
Would wake me up
Around five o'clock, when I'm driving from work
I want, I stop at gas station
I guess I'm very happy
I work in the right bank.
I don't want to say anything just like that
But I have to say it anyway, tick-tock clock is running
Running and rushing
Doesn't have to stow the wet hay in the haystacks
Things have to be called in real names.
Another time bomb is gone
Time to do the big change
Say loudly and right in the face
If not now, then when,
If not you
Would wake me up
That tired you can be only from celebration....