Твой номер [Tvoyi nomer] [English translation]

Again shiver hits,

The full Moon fills night sky, it seems,

Again it rains,

Again I see very strange dreams.

The phone booth and your number

Pull me in like magnet trap.

And again this dark evening and wind,

And this Moon agleam...

It seems to me that I discern you,

But this is a fragment from dream.

The phone booth and your number

Pull me in like magnet trap.

Rattle of street bikes,

Fight with steel chains in the hands,

Shadows by front doors,

All this I saw in dream lands.

The phone booth and your number

Pull me in like magnet trap.