Выстрелы с той стороны [Vystrely s toj storony] [English translation]

He comes close to the door without looking for anything in particular.

His forehead is clear, but the key is trembling in the pocket of his raincoat.

There's some strange shadow on the left, behind his back,

The elevator is making ominous noises, the new phase of the war (has started);

Life is simple when one is waiting for the shots from the other side.

He is a battle walking around on two feet, every day he's burned out to the core.

The crows are weaving wreaths, the dogs are barking at him from behind the corner.

One mistake--and he won't live to see the spring.

This is why there's greatness in every move of the string;

He is sleeping in his socks, he is waiting for the shots from the other side.

Any tram is a guillotine (for him), every third person is taking aim at his back (when he's walking).

Risk is growing as the number of passing years is growing.

Lilac and white--the symbols are all too clear,

Keep out from under load, or you'll get into its dreams;

We'll move forward,

Dancing while the music of the shots from the other sides is playing;

Don't you hear the music of the shots coming from the other side?

• Artist:Akvarium
• Album:День Серебра