Танцы на грани весны [Tancy na grani vesny] [English translation]

Today I was looking down from the roof,

Tonight I will be burning the letters.

The stones in my hands

And the stones holding the world

Are not the same thing.

I could write an epic story,

But why would I risk loosing my camouflage?

I could take a canvas and a brush.

But it ain't gonna change anything.

I could take a step back,

I could take a step back,

But that's not what I need,

That's not what I need,

It's just us, dancing on the verge of the spring;

It's just us, dancing on the verge of the spring.

I see your riverbank, but what's there, glittering in the bushes?

I saw something like this in one of the movies.

I know your voice better than mine

But I want to know who I'm speaking with;

I could stay whole,

But this is forbidden by the rules of the circus.

I could stay whole,

But it's not embedded into my properties;

I could say that I love you,

I could say that I love you,

But is this what you really want?

And does it change anything?

It's just us, dancing on the verge of the spring;

It's just us, dancing on the verge of the spring.

Today I was looking down from the roof,

Tonight I will be burning the letters.

The stones in my hands

And the stones holding the world

Are not the same thing.

I could write an epic story,

But why would I risk loosing my camouflage?

I could take a canvas and a brush.

But it ain't gonna change anything.

I could take a step back,

I could take a step back,

But that's not what I need,

That's not what I need,

It's just us, dancing on the verge of the spring;

It's just us, dancing on the verge of the spring.