Перемен [Peremen] [English translation]

Pulsing of the veins is getting weaker

We are not waiting for changes anymore

There is no falme, only smoke left

And no one will die young.

And there is not love, and no dislike too

We wrapped ourselves in a checkered plaid

Girls came back in time

No sense to pull the trigger

A pocket is full of packs of cigarettes

Still no boarding on the plane

No sky can not be seen because of the walls

We are waiting but not for changes

And wherever you could be

everywhere the shooting gallery is open

And they have never made peace

between sky and earth

And between sky and earth...

Between sky and earth.

• Artist:Leningrad