Ночь [Noch'] [English translation]

Night rustles overhead like a vampire's black cloak,

We go by the side - these games are not for us.

Let in the embraces of darkness someone beat another,

We are free and clean, we go by the side.

Here I am to pain in the ears, do not mind a good laugh,

Only while the light in the sky, only while it doesn't come - the night.

Again, the ace of spades falls from a deck of old cards

And again, are counted, who remained a fool.

The broken ship knows: life is a river and must swim,

Rampant winds cut, a quiet beach to forget.

Night rustles overhead like a vampire's black cloak,

We go by the side, these games are not for us.

In the meantime, we have in the chest a thin fibre that does not break,

You can sing hymns to the sun and forget about the night.

Here I am to pain in the ears, do not mind a good laugh

Only while the light in the sky, only while it doesn't come - the night

• Artist:Piknik (Russia)
• Album:Ieroglif (Иероглиф)