Настоящие Дни [Nastoyashchie Dni] [English translation]

It's a shot in the head, that is changing the race,

It's a black stocking torn on the suntanned leg apace,

It's a fear of the dark, fear of what happens next,

It is somebody's steps round the corner, it's...

It's a stone in the hand, it's a sharp razor blade -

It's the days of our lives, these are days when we prayed,

It's the men in gray coats, who are waiting for light,

These are days of our lives, yes, yes, these are...

If there is a day, then the shadows don't count,

If it's harakiri, then with old curved sword,

If they put out lights, then the sin is gross,

If it's minaret, then above it all, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh,

Then above it all!

It's a shot in the head, that is changing the race,

It's a black stocking torn on the suntanned leg apace,

It's a fear of the dark, fear of what happens next,

These are days of our lives, yes, yes, these are...

If there is a day, then the shadows don't count,

If it's harakiri, then with old curved sword,

If they put out lights, then the sin is gross,

If it's minaret, then above it all,

Above it all, above it all!

Above it all, above it all!

• Artist:Piknik (Russia)
• Album:Харакири 1991