Вот тебе на [Vot tebe na] [English translation]

There you are, there you are

The cold moon

Chorus: x2

Evidently I need you more often

The world isn't real without you

Hour by hour, the tea isn't sweeter

The cold moon

There you are

A flock of dying birds

Melts in the yellow window

You're tired of huddling

Somewhere in the cramped depths

Arrows of bright rays

Mango and pineapple

These crowds of people

Are so unlike us

The flowing whispers of the seas

A million scarlet roses

See me to the door

I'll see you, not an issue

A neat bouquet

I tried not to ruin

Somewhere, the true answer

Lies between us both

And suddenly

Time changed the course of our linked hands

Into a white heat1

Suddenly the darkness crawls slowly down our knees

And there's no one around

Chorus: x2

Evidently I need you more often

The world isn't real without you

Hour by hour, the tea isn't sweeter

The cold moon

There you are

Morning, the frame off its hinges

The sun's rays through the window

You slammed the door

You lost the keys

Straight through the window2on a rope

Of tightly bound curtains

You're running somewhere

But so what, that

Home's quieter than there

Where the wheels are in the mud

The wind read us

The evening struck us

The lighthouse is sleepily watching

How it drifts over the waves

I am cypress

With an endless you

And suddenly

Time changed the course of our linked hands

Into a white heat

Suddenly the darkness crawls slowly down our knees

And there's no one around

Chorus: x2

Evidently I need you more often

The world isn't real without you

Hour by hour, the tea isn't sweeter

The cold moon

There you are

1. довести до белого каления: to make someone hopping mad2. Common trope of escaping out a window by fashioning a rope with curtains