Как много тех, с кем можно лечь в постель [Kak mnogo tekh, s kem mozhno lech' v postel'] [English translation]

How many of those who you can share your bed with,

How few of those who you want to wake up near..

And turn around when leaving in the morning

And wave goodbye and give a smile,

Worrying and waiting for a sign from them all day.

How many of those who you can just live with,

Have morning coffee, talk and argue...

Go to the sea and, as it should be,

For better or for worse,

To be together.. but without love..

How few of those who you want to share your dreams with,

And watch the clouds rolling in the sky.

Draw love words on the first snow,

Just thinking of the one and only person

And take it as a blessing from above.

How few of those who you can share the silence with

Who read your mind and read your eyes

For whom you'd give away your life, year by year

For whom you can endure

Any kind of pain and torture as if it was a gift..

That's the way things go -

Easy come, easy go..

Just because there're so many of those who you can share your bed with

But so few of them you want to wake up near

How many of those who you can share your bed with

How few of those who you want to wake up near

And life ties us together like a thread

And move us like figures in a guessing game.

We're running wild - work.. home.. everyday life

Who wants to hear has to listen carefully.

But when you run, all you can see is just skin deep,

Stop for a moment to look inside and find a soul.

Choosing with the heart we use our mind

And feel confused to give a smile to someone smiling.

But we can open our heart to the only one

Who we would like to wake up near..

• Artist:Eduard Asadov