Poslednee pis'mo [Последнее письмо | Гудбай, Америка] [English translation]

When all songs, which I don't even know,

will stop sounding,

In the tart air my last

paper steamer will scream once.

Goodbye, America, oh,

Where I have never been.

Goodbye forever,

Take the banjo,

Play me goodbye.

La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la

Your grated jeans

become too small for me.

We've been taught for so long time

To love your forbidden fruit.

Goodbye, America, oh,

Where I will never be.

Will I hear the song,

Which I will remember forever ?

Goodbye, America, oh,

Where I will never be.

Hear my song,

which is like a funeral knell.

• Artist:Nautilus Pompilius