Танцуй [Tantsuy] [English translation]

The wave is running on this shore.

The wave is running and raving more

And stars are falling behind the collar,

And Big ladle in the sky turned over.

And in my head the thoughts are mixing,

And barefoot with flask of whisky

We're studying this shore,

The wave is running and raving more.

Sand, water and rocks all around.

And measure by the swigs the time.

And everybody, blown away like a wind.

We are like a magnet were are pulled in

To each other, and now on the shore

The wave is running and raving more.

And stars are falling behind the collar,

And Big ladle in the sky turned over.

Chorus:

One more swig and we'll burn

On one, two, three,

Then don't wait for lost romance.

Let burn in fire your third Rome,

Catch my beat.

Come on, dance,dance, dance,

Come on, dance,dance, dance!

Strangely, together we are turned up,

Taken the same poison stuff.

Now we only taking whisky,

In our head the thoughts are mixing.

Sand, water and rocks all around.

And measure by the swigs the time.

And everybody, blown like wind.

We are like a magnet were are pulled in

I want to sleep and don't wake up,

Leave for the seas and don't come back,

Or if return only together

With you it's so much better.

It's so interesting with you

Around us, it's plenty room

Without squares, terminals and stations,

Without all those civilizations.

Chorus:

One more swig and we'll burn

On one, two, three,

Then, don't wait for lost romance.

Let burn in fire your third Rome,

Catch my beat.

Come on, dance,dance, dance,

Come on, dance,dance, dance!

Dance, the wave is running on the shore,

The wave is running and raving more.

Dance, the star is falling behind the collar

And Big ladle in the sky turned over.

Dance, in the head the thoughts are mixing,

Pass over the bottle of whisky,

Pass over the the poison flask -

There is nothing more for us

We don't need nothing anymore:

From whisky spinning, spinning, floor

With you it's not so tight in here

And Big ladle in the sky all there

Pass over the bottle of scotch-

And you're reading all my thoughts...

And stars are falling behind the collar,

And Big ladle in the sky turned over.

Chorus:

One more swig and we'll burn

On one, two, three,

Then don't wait for lost romance.

Let burn in fire your third Rome,

Catch my beat.

Come on, dance,dance, dance,

Come on, dance,dance, dance!

One more swig and we'll burn

On one, two, three,

Then don't wait for lost romance.

Let burn in fire your third Rome,

Catch my beat.

Come on, dance,dance, dance,

Come on, dance,dance, dance!

Come on, dance,dance,

Come on ,dance, dance!

Come on ,dance, dance,

Come on dance,dance...