Холод бесед [Kholod besed] [English translation]

From the business cold of talks,

Projects, plans, situations

I called you to the warmth where lights go out

To stay together

But the evening on the autumn roadway

Meted us different ways,

And I hardly believe

In the last hour with you...

Unspoken phrases

Dissolve like rain,

Melt like sunset

Wind carries them to some place

Where long ago no one waits

Evening plays with cold,

But hopes melt under it

The day is cooling down

Hands in pockets, collar's raised,

And the world has collapsed in one question:

Why do I bow my head down?

The fall has come.

Soul hurts - well, it serves me right,

What was I waiting from this meet?

Sit with me by the table,

Cooled evening.

Cinder of the burnt sunset

Veil above the sleeping city

Sorrow will pass like you has passed

With toot's sound, with glass' sparkling,

With no turning around.

• Artist:Arktida
• Album:Помни