У твоего окна [U tvoego okna] [English translation]

I pushed all the pedals down.

Blood pounded in my temples.

I was very afraid of being late to the country

Named "Love"

The goal seemed clear to me.

I was so young and brave.

And I said so much needless words.

Ah, If I had known at that time

You were alone somewhere...

I like to look at the city

From your window...

The filled-up notebooks

In the table can't be counted,

In them I poured all my tears

With impassioned verses.

Under the sun in the lampshade

A paper bush has faded.

And storms have subsided

In a teacup of imaginary feelings.

Ah, If I had known at that time

You were alone somewhere...

I like to look at the city

From your window...

That's why, my dear,

I'm silent,

When the sky and the earth

Drift below us,

When arguments end up,

And a house freezes for a while,

And the city blossoms

Behind your window...

• Artist:Igor Talkov