Время [Vremya] [English translation]

Be more silent, every sound is louder now

Do you hear that around us are fires?

Do you see the track of hand in the sky?

There beacons have stayed, there we are like moths

Time, time is so not fair

It treats our wounds falsely

Together, together without hurry

In the sky, in the sky we are going gracefully

Time, time is so not fair

It treats our wounds falsely

Together, together without hurry

In the sky, in the sky we are going gracefully

We are going gracefully

Now city lets go then it calls back

There are people and taxi that go to the turn

Feeling of finding and losing

Drive away extremely, come here and don't know

Time, time is so not fair

It treats our wounds falsely

Together, together without hurry

In the sky, in the sky we are going gracefully