Танго-карантин [Tango-quarantine] [English translation]

Some crease

Came between two Sundays.

Trains are out in the spring rain

Out of the running.

Atlas's shoulders have wavered

Out of useless fatigue.

Constants have taken a turn for the worse.

The things we took as a given went bankrupt.

Between poles, between addresses,

Touchless love is flying on the air.

Out of towers, dungeons, the most distant exiles,

Touchless love is shining over the world.

Dracula's battle bats

Have suspended upside-down...

Someday, you and I

Will make fun of our fears,

Of this March's diary

With its naive plans,

Of the dusty coat of arms,

Of the flags that have quietly gone down.

Alarming birds are circling above the abyss...

Don't disappear, stay in touch!

Bypassing roadblocks and barbed wire,

Don't disappear, stay in touch!

When the last drop

Falls from the tap in silence,

The arctic ice melts

And gets stained with sunset blood,

The electric light blinks

For the last time and becomes dim -

And the one who managed to retain

The smile under the face mask, survives -

Then touchless love, through walls and windows,

Despite fastening of prohibitions, will become the superhit on the charts!

Touchless love is shining over the world

Through the bars of doubt and denial!