Чёрный брахман [Chyernyj Brahman] [English translation]

When summer fog smells like snow storm

When dust falls from the sky

When a girlfriend kills my friend

And an iron plough gives a start -

I am the only one who doesn't lose calmness

I am the only one who doesn't swim against the tide

I don't need guns and troops

And I don't need my motherland.

What can sweet whisper of ambush give me?

What does sorrowful scream of enemy mean to me?

I don't wait any award from tyrants

And I don't hide a pie from them.

Far away in the forest land

After the raspberry brushwood

My beloved sleeps in the small bedroom

And talks in sleep about me...

He doesn't need witches and judges

She doesn't need to cry or to sing

Between her left and right breast

She has my death hanging on the small chain

Let the spiteful men with the hooks

fly in the sky like a thunderstorm -

Black brahman with six butchers

guard the dear eyes.

Stop just now, the snow storm

Go back to the sky, dust

Revive your friend, a girl

Don't be sad, dear plough.

There after the raspberry brushwood

My beloved,equal to the eternal spring,

sleeps in the small bedroom

And talks in her sleep about me,

Always talks about me.

• Artist:Akvarium
• Album:Снежный лев