Гора [Gora] [English translation]

Slowly, slowly, slowly the snow is falling down.

You see time -- I see the light.

A stranger is creeping up from behind on his tiptoes.

A strange generation. For all thirty years...

You're lying. You keep lying.

And the mountain says: No!

You're lying. You keep lying.

And the mountain says: No!

Slowly, slowly, slowly I am falling down.

You see the tears -- I see the bottom.

I've been told that the sorrow is walking around the city.

Spreading questions. Looking into the window.

You're lying. You keep lying.

And the mountain says: No!

You're lying. You keep lying.

And the mountain says: No!

No. No.

Impossible. Impossible.

Impossible. Impossible.

The mountain says No.

The mountain says No.

The mountain says No.

Our hair have been growing out.

Our feelings have been growing out.

Gorged with the voice,

We have grown sad.

And the day rolled, cast away.

The life rolled away, tossed aside.

We're madly tired.

Somewhat equally.

• Artist:Zemfira
• Album:Жить в твоей голове (2013)