Иван-чай [Ivan-chaj] [English translation]

As long as the fireweed is blooming, as long as the fireweed is blooming

I need no other books but you,

I need not, I need not.

Take a piece of snow white canvas,

Touch it with green and yellow,

With dazzling blue.

Make trees, and they will tell you

How everything I've wanted

Is turning to wind, and the wind is kissing the branches.

And I say: Thank you for this joy!

I say: Thank you for this joy!

As long as the fireweed is blooming, as long as the fireweed is blooming

I need no other books but you,

I need not, I need not.

The wind speaks with them.

This is a perfect wethod.

It's a pity that we lack patience.

But this is a perfect method,

Sooner or later we shall be together again,

And that which was pain, will be like the wind.

And the flame will burn down my heart,

And I will repeat: Thank you for this joy!

I will repeat: Thank you for this joy!

As long as the fireweed is blooming, as long as the fireweed is blooming

I need no other books but you,

I need not, I need not.

• Artist:Akvarium
• Album:Равноденствие