Chyornyj Pyos Peterbourg

Black dog Petersburg - his muzzle on his paws, Chyornyj pyos peterburg - morda na lapah, His ice-cold eyes cooling down in the dust. Stynut skvoz' pyl' ledyanye glaza. Tonight I am breathing in your gravelly odor, V etu noch' ya vdyhayu tvoj kamennyj zapah Gulping down names of streets, trains of houses. P'yu nazvaniya ulits, domov poezda.

Black Dog Petersburg - quiet horror of passersby, Chyornyj pyos peterburg - ptichij uzhas prohozhih, Street-lights crammed into windows at night. Vtisnutyh v okna nochnyh fonarej. Wolves are howling on the Volkovskiy, looks like Na volkovskom voyut volki, pohozhe Tomorrow it will be even merrier there. Zavtra tam budet esche veselej.

This beast never hurries to get anywhere. Pr. This night calls no one to no one. Etot zver' nikogda nikuda ne speshit. Eta noch' nikogo ni k komu ne zovyot.

Black Dog Petersburg - I hear your voice Chyornyj pyos peterburg - ya slyshu tvoj golos Among the dead splendors, amidst the rasping umbrellas. V mertvyh paradnyh, v hripe zontov Your chords are scattered everywhere, like hair, Tvoi noty razbrosany vsyudu kak voroh, Like drops of blood on the stale rubles of the elderly. Kapli krovi na cherstvyh rublyah starikov.

Black Dog Petersburg - roofs, sofas, Chyornyj pyos peterburg - kryshi, divany, And above the skewing roofs is emptiness. A vyshe poehavshih krysh pustota. In foyers glasses are filling with cinder. Napolnyayutsya peplom v pod'ezdah stakany. Here in this impenetrable filth lives purity. V neprolaznoj gryazi zdes' zhivet chistota.

This beast never hurries to get anywhere. Pr. This night calls no one to no one.

Black Dog Petersburg - dispersed gunpowder Chyornyj pyos peterburg - rassypannyj poroh Of mysteries of these walls that stand in cryptic silence. Tajny etih sten grobovoj tishiny Strange rustle breathes in every corner in the night. Dyshit v kazhdom uglu po nocham strannyj shoroh Any monument here is in the state of war. Zdes' lyuboj monument v sostoyanii vojny

Black Dog Petersburg - time shriveled with moon, Chyornyj pyos peterburg - vremya szhalos' lunoj And your old master played the trumpet; I tvoj staryj hozyain sygral na trube. You are silent together, as you recall a different Vy molchite vdvoem, vspominaya inoe Arrangement of waves on the Neva. Raspolozhenie voln na neve.

Black Dog Petersburg - night stands by the pier - Chyornyj pyos peterburg - noch' stoit u prichala. Soon on my way, I do not have strength to outplay fate. Skoro v put' ya ne v silah sud'bu otygrat'. In this dark water a reflection of a beginning V etoj temnoj vode otrazhenie nachala I see, and, as he, I do not wish to die. Vizhu ya, i kak on ne hochu umirat'.

Black Dog Petersburg - is there even a speck of life Chyornyj pyos peterburg - est' hot' chto-to zhivoe In this kingdom of walls that time vomited on? V etom tsarstve oblevannyh vremenem sten? But you are silent, you are always in a state of tranquility, Ty molchish', ty vsegda v sostoyanii pokoya Even under the weight of the greatest changes. Dazhe v tyazhesti samyh krutyh peremen. Pr. (2 raza).

This beast never hurries to get anywhere. This night calls no one to no one.

Only me, only you, me, you, me, you… Heart, our heart lives. Only me, only you, me, you, me, you… Heart, out heart lives. Our heart sings. This beast! This night! Only me, only you, me, you, me, you… Heart… our heart lives.