Дождь [Dozhd'] [English translation]

Only you know about the sky in January,

So much you know about my dreams.

I have no place to run,

I can not say

How tired the Sun to struggle.

And I didn't know how much I like the rain,

A grey fog in my city,

It has the colour of your eyes, of your hair

and your grey name – rain.

To know meetings on hours,

To see by hands how long is left to breathe to me.

So once and forever

I would give all

For a simple: “ I miss you.”

And I didn't know how much I like the rain,

A grey fog in my city,

It has the colour of your eyes, of your hair

and your grey name – rain.

And I didn't know...

The fog in my city...

I didn't know...

It took by the hand with itself,

Washed away the paint with the water -

Like this the rain kisses.

The look of running away faces..

Why are you standing?

You will get ill, hide, do you hear?...

And I didn't know how much I like the rain,

A grey fog in my city,

It has the colour of your eyes, of your hair

and your grey name – rain.

And I didn't know how much I like the rain,

A grey fog in my city,

It has the colour of your eyes, of your hair

and your grey name – rain.