Сидя на красивом холме [Sidya na krasivom kholme] [English translation]

Sitting on a beautiful hill,

I often see night dreams, and that is what seems to me:

It's not about money or the number of women,

Or about old folklore and the dry New Wave sea -

But we are walking blind in strange quiet place,

And all that we have got - it is dread and delight,

Dread that we are worse than we could be,

And deeply felt joy that everything is held tight;

And in my dreams

I just cannot refuse all these offers,

And I'm running somewhere, oh, but when I wake up,

I just hope that you will be with me...

• Artist:Akvarium
• Album:День Серебра