Глаз [Glaz] [English translation]

Give me an eye, give me a canvas,

Give me a wall, which asks for a nail to be hammered,

And I will be waiting for you on tomorrow.

Give me a top, give me a vote,

Give me to sing five of these illogical notes,

Then you can take me with bare hands I suppose.

So many rooms that are full of people,

Transparent rooms that are full of people,

Official rooms that are full of people.

But while there is no your love,

I will always

Feel that longing for something else.

Give me a night, give me an hour,

Give me a chance to bring us to power,

Otherwise everything you would hear,

Would be: ”May I help you, dear?”

Maybe it’s no, maybe it’s yes.

In place of us in the skies a star should coalesce.

Don’t you feel a draft right here,

Because this place is so bare?

So many rooms that are full of people,

Transparent rooms that are full of people,

Official rooms that are full of people.

But while there is no your love,

I will always

Feel that longing for something else.