Живой [Zhivoy] [English translation]

I survived after a bombing

Of NATO's hard winter.*

The city is ready for fire

For dust and ash of spring

People that had worn clothes full of water

Threw tonnes of ice away

They show they faces to hope

Remember the one hope they had before

I'm alive, I'm flying over channels of love

I'm alive, I'm flowering, if you want you can take me

My city is alive!

Young and bright lady

Is asleep among verses' lines.

But I'm waiting for words behind the scenes

Like an old lady of Moliere's tales

Wind of Usupov's roof

Showed me the aim of the road.

Heart, please, beat slower!

Let me go to my home

I'm alive, I'm flying over channels of love

I'm alive, I'm flowering, if you want you can take me

My city is alive!

Changes were broken

But the Stone Age is alive

The main thing of Petersburg - it's walls

Because near to a wall a man sings