Всё опять [Vse Opyat'] [English translation]

The birches are dropping their leaves - I'm not sorry for them

Aspens are dropping sorrow - and that is not a big thing

Daws are going to walk over scared fields,

Like me, they are going to search for something in this world

I know that the leaves will flew up to winter

That sorrow will spend days here on fields

And hope, like the snow,

will fly with the snow on the free roads

all this things, all this things are happening again

all this things, all this things are beginning again

all this things, all this things are happening again

all this things are beginning again

dont be sorry for leaves, it is over,

sorrow is higher than freedom, but who can guess

snow will fall down,

to search, like I do, for the love on the road

Clouds and clouds will fly just above me

Winds will whip my face from the sides

Let me to get those clouds with hands,

Let me to give away my heart with this love

• Artist:Lyube