Гордость [Gordost'] [English translation]

Snow was falling down from the sky

It was lightweight like a feather

It was dropping on the platform

At the first railway track

Till the last wagon

I was running for you

I wasn't escorting you

I just wanted to return you

I was telling you that is pride

You'll understand it but not at once

You'll be to recall

My voice and every phrase

And this snow and this evening

And bustle of the railway station

You will be to remember it eternally

How you refused me

Drinking cup of coffee with

The pack of cigarettes

I was meeting the sunrise

Inside four walls

In the house where love lived

Only a shadow has stood

The crumpled bed

And the Moon, Moon

I was telling you that is pride

You'll understand it but not at once

You'll be to recall

My voice and every phrase

And this snow and this evening

And bustle of the railway station

You will be to remember it eternally

How you refused me

I was telling you that is pride

You'll understand it but not at once

You'll be to recall

My voice and every phrase

And this snow and this evening

And bustle of the railway station

You will be to remember it eternally

How you refused me

• Artist:Stas Piekha