Дело мастера Бо [Delo mastera bo] [English translation]

She opens the window

Snow is heavy on the rooftops

She says: remember you thought

That molecules made the snow

The dragon has landed

Too late to assume you’re asleep

Though slumber’s been so peculiar to this era

But the time for doubts has passed, you've already parted the reeds

Fording the great river will be successful

And the water still flows

Under Bridge Mirabeau

But where do we go

This work is for Master Bo

You’ve got some big friends

They’ll make a movie with you

You soak in your bath

Like someone between Marat and Archimedes

They ring the doorbell but the window is their way in

And someone else wants to break in behind them

They’ll eat your flesh like bread

And drink your blood like wine

Then ask for three roubles for the ride

And leave you for new horizons

And now it’s Christmas again

It’s taken you unprepared

And love is a foreign language to you

There’s the smell of the gas in the air

A natural shock

This is moss falling off the nerves

The question is: why couldn't we’ve lived like that?

But who could’ve known he was a wire until the current wasn’t on

Here comes the era of international jazz

And the water still flows

Under Bridge Mirabeau

But now you have learned

That you have always been Master Bo

And love is a way of going back home

Love is the work of Master Bo

• Artist:Akvarium
• Album:День Серебра