Кричу [Krichu] [English translation]

Perhaps, yesterday,I swore too much that I won't let us part.

Love - is in Heaven, you should come down to Earth.

And now I'm alone crying: "Help me!"

It's just like in the morning lift

But you won't help me exit from here,

"A friendship? - Who needs it?"

I beg you, let me go, I became bored with you.

Just, it's just appeared to be too serious.

I have the right to decide, but you won't be able to make me stay,

You won't be able, you won't.

Your words mean that you still want,

And I'm puzzled - I'm listening silently,

And if it appeared to be so, you'd better run away.

• Artist:Ivan Dorn