В постели [V posteli] [English translation]

A cheap quarter ,underneath the blanket

you and me together already two weeks,

two weeks not afraid to live

when we're together.

I yelled "time to sleep" and the world yawns,

still lives in our bed,

in our bed the thing that spoiled

your heart trampled.

And over the wall the neighbor drinks and listens to rubbish ,curses in You tube.

this night is so long ,and ,drunk of a wine ,he beats the pipes.

you and me survive there ,where born and died the culture

but I get inspiration of your gaze and amazing body

The traffic melts the make-up ,in a giant car

died the third Rome by the traffic light,

by the traffic light helpless ,no matter what you'll do

when you and me together as one

will thunder the cymbals

will gallop trucks-dinosaurs of a metal

mountains of penny ,mountains of penny in a suffocating silence

so pleasantly harm the motors

And we're drunk of a love ,look at dim shadows on the water

of ships that sail home ,all in clams and foam.

where olive trees be held by the sunrise and basalt ,and green maple trees.

all this the sea decided in our place ,the green ones.

[solo]

And over the wall the neighbor drinks and listens to rubbish ,curses in You tube.

this night is so long ,and, drunk of a wine ,he beats the pipes.

you and me survive there ,where born and died the culture

but I get inspiration of your gaze and amazing body

And we're drunk of a love ,look at dim shadows on the water

of ships that sail home ,all in clams and foam.

where olive trees be held by the sunrise and basalt ,and green maple trees.

all this the sea decided in our place ,the green ones.