Человек не спал [Chelovek ne spal] [English translation]

In the middle of the night

The man started pacing his flat,

Muttering poems to himself,

Humming something in a strange manner,

Measuring the length of his lodgings

With his steps.

He felt as if without any reason

He hit another man and spilled his blood

On the carpet, on his sleeve, on the floor,

The bow string was droning,

Arrows were flying in every direction,

And thank God that his child

Was in bed next room, sleeping...

The man couldn't sleep,

He was rushing about

like a beast in its cage,

His neighbours were already

Calling the police...

He started singing,

The song was loud, long and sad,

And in the dark the chandelier

Started swinging above his head...

He started shouting

That he couldn't see the light

At the end of the tunnel,

That the summer was coming,

That he wasn't here,

That he had been left somewhere,

That he had come to the point,

That he was standing at the edge,

But that note wasn't in the mucical scale,

And he, most probably, was Hamlet,

And hated crowds.

At that point the coppers

Broke into the flat,

And some of their boots

Got him out of breath,

And the lights went off,

And the flat went silent,

And the lights went off,

And the flat went silent,

And the lights went off,

And the flat went silent.

• Artist:Splean
• Album:Сигнал из космоса (2009)