Обернись [Obernis'] [English translation]

Streets are noisy, cities are close and small,

Smoke is spread in the air.

Skies will become coal-dark, all the people will fade

Hiding themselves nowhere.

You won’t hear none call for help there

'Time’s so precious,' you’ll say.

Walls of the lights will press my temples with strength

Chorus:

Turn around – give your hand for I can’t stand up,

For I can’t hear how my heart beats.

Turn around – give your hand for I can’t get up,

Winds are cold, I need you to warm me.

2.

Autumn got white . This means that a winter came,

Is anybody to see that?

City was smoothly combed and got quite mad,

Slipperiest it’s on the planet

You won’t hear none call for help there

'Time’s so precious', you’ll say.

Walls of the lights will press my temples with strength

• Artist:Gorod 312