Пуля [Pulya] [English translation]

Wind is sleeping in cloud, power is dying

Bullet melts and flies sleeping, Where she was?

Don't get her up, calm down, my woe

She flew to cloud in this sleep, fool

Fly fly, fly fly, I'll fly with you

Fly fly, fly fly, against the wall by head

Heaven is hole-ridden, stars like in sieve, the road doesn't raise dust

Bullet is alone in darkness, bullet is searching for friend

Don't get me up, my bullet calmed down,

But she flew to cloud in this sleep, fool

Fly fly, fly fly, I'll fly with you

Fly fly, fly fly, against the wall by head

• Artist:Agatha Christie
• Album:Post Albom