Вторник [Vtornik] [English translation]

A regular Tuesday, the most inconspicuous day, has passed As if it hadn't been here at all, it drifted and languidly sank into a Wednesday

I'll start the engine, there's a jam on the beltway

The journey is no fun, but the metro is no choice either

I'm driving home. I'm driving on and on with a blizzard around me

I called you in the afternoon just for the sake of it

-Hello? Hi!

-Hello? Hi!

I kept calling all day with only dial tones in answer

I'd dial the number and no answer again. Where are you, my friend?

Where, where are you, good friend?

Here comes melancholy and the avenue ahead is helplessly stuck

Chorus

You and I will never get old

If we can be kinder at times

Open the door, I'm on the threshold

On the threshold I am

As if we were together again - that was my dream last night

And I'm all songs, and this is not exactly a game

And then a woe isn't really a woe, and years are mountains and mountains are altitude and I want to be there

That was what you wanted, too, but something went wrong

and the pace stopped

Time is not constant, an hour isn't always the same

Please, don't let it decide everything for us

A few minutes won't bring back years

But we both can look back into them just like that

And it's to this window that I've hastened, may be for the last time

Chorus

You and I will never get old

If we can be kinder at times

Open the door, I'm on the threshold

On the threshold I am

Chorus

You and I will never get old

If we can be kinder at times

Open the door, I'm on the threshold

On the threshold I am

(as if we were together again)

A regular Tuesday.... the most inconspicuous day.....