Понимаю, ты устала | Ну зачем [Ponimayu, ty ustala | Nu zachem] [English translation]

You quietly creep into the heart of tremor,

You crossed the line today.

Be quiet, I know it's a lie again.

You ruined my dream.

Chorus

Well, why? Don't talk to me, it's so hard to.

I know, I know: you're really tired.

And I won't ask you again tearfully;

I thought, that everything was over - but it didn't stop hurting.

In this belated hour of my anxiety

Let the path leave obscure thoughts,

And on our summer roads

An ill day will throw pale ice again.

Chorus

Well, why? Don't talk to me, it's so hard to.

I know, I know: you're really tired.

And I won't ask you again tearfully;

I thought, that everything was over - but it didn't stop hurting.

Well, why? Don't talk to me, it's so hard to.

I know, I know: you're really tired.

And I won't ask you again tearfully;

I thought, that everything was over - but it didn't stop hurting.

Well, why? Don't talk to me, it's so hard to.

I know, I know: you're really tired.

And I won't ask you again tearfully;

I thought, that everything was over - but it didn't stop hurting.

I thought, that everything was over - but it didn't stop hurting.

• Artist:Stas Mikhailov