Из Калинина в Тверь [Iz Kalinina v Tver'] [English translation]

I came in here using the door,

I came in here using my legs,

I came to admire once more

The perfection of railways.

It's strange to think that people

Used to walk around the way they wanted. And now

Locomotive is pulling us forward as messiah

On our way from Kalinin to Tver.

The train hostess is plain as Gioconda,

She makes honey sweet drinks.

She's responsible for the quality of cross ties

and (takes care that) no one ever dies.

Between you and me, I've met her before:

Wild beast used to repose by her side,

And now she makes down-soft beds

On our way from Kalinin to Tver.

The train driver pumps Vivaldi up

And the music flies through the woods.

The blue-and-golden tank is filled with

Turgenev's damsels' souls instead of coal.

Framed by iron-cast icon setting of 100 poods

This god favoured train (check it if you want)

Sweeps forth like apostolic rank

On its way from Kalinin to Tver.

Nevermind my faltering speech

And my unauthentic garments -

I came (here) to please

And to honor my commitment.

If everything's ok, forget about it,

But I'm the only one who knows how to open the door,

fI us ask yourself why the hell

We're on the way from Kalinin to Tver

• Artist:Akvarium
• Album:Лилит 1997