Зимняя Роза [Zimnyaya roza] [English translation]

My Winter Rose! We met on a corner.

You wore a coat with a collar.

You said, "Right now I'm dying."

We drank 'gorilkis'.

You moved your left leg.

Sadly, instead of you in the mirror,

Someone else is reflected.

But the priest at the stadium

Did not even know, that you were an ice-dancer.

Like many other dangerous substances that day,

You were cast out

(refrain)

If the world were a thousand years older,

It still would be unable to fathom you.

But I don't care, I love you.

Just exactly as you are.

We met in '73.

We were neighbors on Almaznij Way.

You had some animals in Luvra then.

Down below there was the DMT warehouse still.

Your father called from Baikonur.

He sold passes and postage.

Too bad that the Baader-Meinhof people,

Drank up your 'softies'.

You had a habit of talking in your sleep.

That's how I learned of your special robe,

But you know you can rest easy.

I'll never mention it to anyone.

(refrain)

Remember, you had a Japanese friend?

From the Tea Service School "Josh Enro"?

You and he wanted to dig for artifacts in Yucatan.

And the powers of Marilyn Monroe?

You once told me, "Keep your secrets to yourself".

And don't leave any tracks.

And, like Savonarola, you went off to Antarctica.

You disappeared in the eternal ice.

But I took care of your things.

Even that skull from St. Tropez.

I knew, sooner or later, our stars would become aligned.

That we'd come together on the same path'

(refrain)

All those who knew you earlier,

You could fit on one CD-ROM.

They drink your blood to this day.

They call it wine.

But there's no reason to wish them evil.

I don't even want to sing about them.

Only that some have tried earlier,

In their efforts to grow up.

I can't say, where I'm from,

Nor where I'm going.

When told that "Everything will be okay",

I don't know what they're talking about.

(refrain)

Together they splashed the child with water.

They searched for emeralds in the fur.

Were they not been warned about this?

The children sitting above?

Still, they dance on.

And when you touch this thread with your finger,

Does that mean love or poison?

I could never decide,

But some day, when you're on the train,

Out of your mouth will come the song, 'Chateau LaFit'.

And immediately you'll get the message:

"That which awaits you tomorrow,

Will be the same thing you were fleeing yesterday".