Серебра [Serebra] [English translation]

Yes, to him so is life - only to twitch

Yes, chimeras to guard, not changing his face

Yes, to hone breath, knowing a step ahead

Quasimodo is a freak, Quasimodo is a monster

Either you or I, so this game goes

Either light or sound, either sound or poison

Raise them of the ages to let them see

How it will be when there's too much in blood

Of silver!

If you pass by, say - lucky

To wreak havoc and trembling - that's his craft

Or to distort the mouth with a network of words

Quasimodo is a freak, Quasimodo is a monster

And while his cry cuts the shadow-silence

Yes, until hoarse, dispersing a wave

Raise them of the ages to let them see

How it will be when there's too much in blood

Of silver!

These are the same fires, only smaller fire

These are the same eyes, only stumps pray

These are the same words, only in reverse

Quasimodo is a freak, Quasimodo is a monster

Either you or I, so this game goes

Either light or sound, either sound or poison

Raise them of the ages to let them see

How it will be when there's too much in blood

Of silver!

• Artist:Piknik (Russia)
• Album:Govorit i pokazyvaet (Говорит и показывает)