Флюгер [Fljuger] [English translation]

You're standing on the roof

Like you're floating over Earth

Above you only roofs

Only the vane is higher than the roofs.

Everywhere, he's made,

To his grave misfortune,

Of an arrow and a spinner on a nail.

He wanted so much to remain rigid

To avoid a bad rumor

But he spins left and right, alas.

How can you preserve your honor? - that's what it's about

Such an unstable thing.

Winds howled all night 'till the morning

But in the morning, it's time

To spin the other way.

Through the storm and squall, he got so tired

That he began mixing up the directions of the wind.

He kept waiting for the time when

The appointed hour would come

And everything in the world would be backwards.

And the meaning will emerge;

He himself will, one day,

Tell the wind where to go,

where to blow.

But the time has come

And it snowed so hard, that the weather vane got shaken

And fell off of the spike.

Dreaming of good,

In the wintertime,

He perished in January

In someone else's yard.

Believe it or not

But I know for sure

That in the city, since then, there's no wind.

It's a simple secret:

There's no point in blowing

When nobody spins back.

• Artist:Mashina vremeni
• Album:Реки и мосты