What should I do, what should I do
I wonder what I should do to make friends?
I want, I want
I want true friends
If I were with friends
Even the Cossack dance would be so much fun
Bash…bash…
It all~
Béloje plámja, footsteps approach it even in the short summer
odinóčestvo, The trees rustle, asking “why?”
Without searching for a reason
“That time when I still knew nothing,
That time when I accomplished nothing,
My innocent wish was suitable to be called a dream
I’m sure at that time I knew that innocent, child-like brightness
Pe-pe-pe pe-pe-pe-pe-pechka, light my heart
Oh, my vodka is dripping from my pocket
Pe-pe-pe-pe-pechka, Put some borshch on
Some more Vodka and everyone goes la-la-la-la-lai lai
do svidanija
For now, still…
ne ponimaju
do svidanija
To the darkness far away…
To tempt you to the greatest silence
A flower is blooming!
Chant for it!
Draw a circle, there’s the earth
Look carefully… (Kolkol…)
Could it be, there’s the earth?
I am Russia
Ah, with a single brush stroke
You can see a wonderful world
The chill of Siberia’s winters is
Subzero!