Do Svidaniya (translation)

The moon is waning - it happens, i'm going to get a haircut

They're killing me - shooting with em at my left muscle

And missing, which also happens - the targets are twisted,

And i am smiling, living and not getting older for fourteen whole years

Good bye, my beloved city,

I almost made it into your chronicles

Waiting - a most dreary motive

You and i, we need so little for two

The stars went out, darkened completely by frost

Those roses withered, summoned tears and became boring

Useless prose would it be white because of frost

And i am smiling, living and trying, and my hair is untouched

Good bye, my beloved city,

I almost made it into your chronicles

Waiting - a most dreary motive

You and i, we need so little for two

Good bye, my beloved city,

I almost made it into your chronicles

Waiting - a most dreary motive

You and i, we need so little for two