Три полоски [Tri poloski] [English translation]

How did it happened

Life again like sheet of paper- white and clean

She smears the canvas with the paints

Red and yellow- her whim

Night will turn everything around

And will leave the pain for later on

Precisely if we lucky it will be warm

Summer, from the jeans cut out pieces

Three stripes on the sneakers,

Under warm rain from the sky...

You're better then anyone, again,

And the dacha, mum and tickets

We'll survive...

Come to the familiar entrance

Go up to the 8th floor

Look how the sun is eating

This world, it's not ours anymore

Soon will come September

It will send the password by SMS

And in a new love you'll be dressed

Summer, from the jeans cut out pieces

Three stripes on the sneakers,

Under warm rain from the sky...

You're better then anyone, again,

And the dacha, mum and tickets

We'll survive...

Summer, from the jeans cut out pieces

Three stripes on the sneakers,

Under warm rain from the sky...

You're better then anyone, again,

And the dacha, mum and tickets

We'll survive...

Only few words, can kill

But if you believe in love, it's worse living, still...

Only a few words, can kill

But if you believe in love, it's worse still...

Summer, from the jeans cut out pieces

Three stripes on the sneakers,

Under warm rain from the sky...

You're better then anyone, again,

And the dacha, mum and tickets

We'll survive...

Summer, from the jeans cut out pieces

Three stripes on the sneakers,

Under warm rain from the sky...

You're better then anyone, again,

And the dacha, mum and tickets

We'll survive...