Город уши заткнул [Gorod ushi zatknul] [English translation]

The city blocked its ears up, and wanted to fall sleep,

And all its inhabitants hid in their burrows.

But, at this hour, I've got another thousand things to do -

Draw the blinds

And check the locks!

All for nothing: a strong lock won't save you,

You won't get to sleep calmly in your house -

Because today I went out on the blag,

And Kol'ka Demin's

On the lookout, at the corner.

And may the lift-man watch over you at night,

And you didn't put out the light, like normal -

I already ground a nail into the lock long ago,

Drank some water

And took your things.

You saw and heard, how the leaves shake

Your skinny, frail relics -

I've done my deed, and now, straight back,

And the things, to mama

In Mar'ina Roshchа.

And then, I can walk around and drink until morning,

So that the guitars ring out and sing,

And sleep peacefully, so I don't, in my sleep,

Get nightmares, see

Cops and plank-beds.

When the city's gone to sleep, when the city's quiet -

For me, it's just the start of my work...

Sleep, citizens, in your warm flats -

Goodnight,

See you next Saturday!

• Artist:Vladimir Vysotsky