Трамонтана [Tramontana] [English translation]

One chinaman has been a master of underground singing.

He sang only limericks.

Every Thursday he went to a tea house,

Where two laughing sisters were waiting for him.

He sang when he was dressed,

He sang when he was buried.

When the repertoire was finished,

He said: a grave is not a place for me now.

Life crawls like a snake in the grass

When we dance roundelay by a fountain.

You are a king* now,

But what are you going to dance

When from beyond the mountains

Tramontana wind starts blowing?

One woman taught the language of Atlantis

While sitting on a rooftop,

The neighbors observed how every night

The yogis and bats flocked to her.

One reverend started to argue with her;

He secretly always desired her body.

When he pulled out his argument;

She started laughing, she flew away...

Life crawls like a snake in the grass

When we dance roundelay by a fountain.

You are a king now,

But what are you going to dance

When from beyond the mountains

Tramontana wind starts blowing?

One sailor restored antique furniture

And had a lot of grief with it.

Every night he stepped down to his garage

And dug an underground pass hoping to reach the sea.

In thirty years he finished digging

And got out somewhere in a desert.

He fell on his knees into salty waves

And touched them with his lips as if they were a shrine.

Life crawls like a snake in the grass

When we dance roundelay by a fountain.

You are a king now,

But what are you going to dance

When from beyond the mountains

Tramontana wind starts blowing?