Нас в набитых трамваях болтает [Nas v nabitykh tramvayakh boltaet] [English translation]

In crowded trams, we are jolted

They shake and almost tear us apart

Then the subway – a thing that swallows us

And releases us from its smoky mouth

In the bright streets, amid the white flutter

People walk close to people in packs

Mingling our breath all together

Criss-crossing and mixing our tracks

We pull out some smokes from our pockets

Mumbling popular songs

Knocking each other’s elbows

We excuse ourselves or remain silent

From the Garden Ring, Lyebyezhya and Trubnaya Square

There is every kind of individual

Without recognizing each other

We move on, brushing each other

Brushing each other, we move on

• Artist:Sluzhebnyy roman (OST)
• Album:Служебный роман OST (1977)