Радиосигналы [Radiosignaly] [English translation]

I am healthy, shiny, and so why am I afraid

Of the future so wildly, even breathing quietly?

Bilboard, random square, shadows` pattern -

Everything in Moscow reminds of her.

Have to do something, have to do something...

I was wandering with my eyes looking for mercy

Read the waymark next to me.

If delete the first letter... It`ll be her name!

Look, exactly! And with this hint

Icy ecstasy scalded my heart and my cheeks

And I was looking up enduring the pain of the scald

Miracle, do happen! I can`t do it for so long...

And so why am I afraid

Of the future so wildly, even breathing quietly?

If only she could recogniize all the thoughts

Just as radio signals...

...Recognize all the thoughts

If only she could recogniize all the thoughts

Just as radio signals...

...Recognize all the thoughts

From Luzhniki to the Three Railway Stations

I`ve just gone through nearly ten clubs

Pausing in the club`s chaos, from Presnya right to Jauza.

It`s been hard in the crowd of people dressed up so good

In the club`s tightness of evening party

Somewhere at the Arbat... will she be there?

Here she is, herself, fast beside!

Heart has swelled and gone up to throat...

So, break a leg! I stood up obediently

And with horror understood, that I`m walking right to her,

The Earth is spinning beneath me, meet the disaster!

If only she could recogniize all the thoughts

Just as radio signals...

...Recognize all the thoughts

If only she could recogniize all the thoughts

Just as radio signals...

...Recognize all the thoughts

I was shy, serious - it was amusing her

With a rediculous officiality and just like forcing myslef

I asked (What a donkey!), asked her for a meeting...

And understood that had messed up everything. Now it`s easier!

Hell with me! But what`s the point?

I will wake from a stupor in the metro then, thrice damned,

The Earth can swallow me up! And for what?..

I`m fascinated by this city. Will come back by the tunnel...

And look, I`m stubmling, wandering somewhere,

Remembering nothing but her astonished eyes...

Memory has returned, the blood has rushed back from my face,

Oh God, I arranged to meet her!

And so why am I afraid

Of the future so wildly, even breathing quietly?

If only she could recogniize all the thoughts

Just as radio signals...

...Recognize all the thoughts

• Artist:Kasta
• Album:Byl' v glaza (Быль в глаза)