Эта музыка будет вечной [Eta muzyka budet vechnoy] [English translation]

On the table, a radio,

I look and see my shadow on the wall.

It's back was turned to me,

And my shadow refused to dance with me.

Somewhere violins are buried,

In someone's shoulders perhaps.

This music, it'll be eternal

So long as I change the batteries.

This music will be, it'll be eternal,

This music will be eternal,

So long as I change the batteries,

That is if I change the batteries.

Time has tested me,

But time has changed, it's no longer the same.

Malleable sheets of plaster,

And a way to preserve one's heat. 1

Yet the old thermostat has busted,

Wonderful, now you've left.

But this music will be eternal,

That is if I change the batteries.

This music will be, it'll be eternal...

On the table is a radio

On the wall is a shadow

I should try and start again.

I see the moon in the harbor

Just floating there

Where I lost an argument

But soon she’ll make amends for the pain she caused

So long as I change the batteries.

On the table, a radio

Maybe I should start all over

On the wall, my shadow

Maybe I should start all over

My shadow turned it’s back to me

On the table, a radio

Maybe I should start all over

1. Next line mentions thermostat so I'm assuming that is what this line is for, the thermostat is on the plaster wall.

• Artist:Nautilus Pompilius
• Album:Разлука 1986