Проклятый старый дом [Proklyatyj staryj dom] [English translation]

In an overgrown park

Stand an old house.

Windows are nailed up,

And darkness reigns

Always inside.

I was trying to tell

There are no monsters on earth.

But with the word sounded

Dreadful voice in the darness.

Voice in the darkness.

"To see the light is painful for me,

I'd better to stay in a complete darkness.

I'm very many, many years

Dreaming just about food.

It's too tight in seclusion,

So I'm dreaming about one -

Quickly to become free,

Nibbled my way through the dilapidated old house,

Cursed old house."

There was an old man, but died,

Blind and very evil.

Nobody remember him

Since that cold winter.

Neighbors had decided

Not to tomb him.

Just take some plankings

And decided to nail up doors and windows.

"To see the light is painful for me,

I'd better to stay in a complete darkness.

I'm very many, many years

Dreaming just about food.

It's too tight in seclusion,

So I'm dreaming about one -

Quickly to become free,

Nibbled my way through the dilapidated old house,

Cursed old house."

That place is

Passed by country people,

And supersitious are telling:

"There are ghosts haunting inside!"

• Artist:Korol' i Shut
• Album:(2001) Как в старой сказке