За розовым морем [Za rozovym morem] [English translation]

The rain tiredly pours, it's become lonely in November.

I take out a brush and watercolor from the cupboard.

Take your guitar, remember the words of summer,

And sit next to me- we will paint.

Chorus:

Beyond the rose sea, on the dark blue coast,

In the mountains is a hidden green village,

A young girl lives there and in the evening, hopefully,

With his guitar, a young man comes to her balcony

Draw some golden shores on the dark blue horizon,

Where the locals catch pearls on the waves,

Where they dance 'til they drop, and under the yellow moon,

They sing sweet serenades to a window.

Chorus.

A girl's heart is touched by tender songs in the silence,

And she can't live without them for a day.

He plays on the guitar, and together they aren't lonely,

Autumn won't frighten them with gray rain.

Chorus