Берегись [Beregis'] [English translation]

I shall have to crawl away

From declaration of war with all four strings

From narrow-headed Spring at all four walls

From burnt food for all four disasters

From the generation of evil in four black numbers

To slip on an old threadbare uniform

I shall have to do without

Blue twilight birds

Multicolored eyelashes

And amend in the morning

What didn't work out yesterday

Leave the filthy train and keep on going

Riding a self-made broom over still-warm cinders

Open my arms in my sleep so I don't stumble in the dark

I shall have to exchange

A boring daily rite for a deadly bomb,

A creaky stool at the table for a child's scream behind the corner,

A crown of tangled roses for a depressive psychosis,

To bolt the psychedelic paradise inside an old shed.

Everybody's crying out to me, "Beware!"

Everybody's crying out to me, "Beware!"

• Artist:Yanka Dyagileva
• Album:Продано!(1989)