Люди [Ljudi] [English translation]

I'm afraid of babies, I'm afraid of corpses,

I'm groping for my face

And the scare gives me chill inside me

Am I similar to all these people?

People, living above me.

People, living under me.

People, snoring beyond the wall.

People, living underground.

I'd give a fortune for a couple of wings,

I'd give a fortune for the third eye,

For the hand, which has forteen fingers,

I need other air for breathing.

They've got salty tears and harsh smile,

And never and nothing is enough for everyone.

They admire their faces in fresh newspapers,

But the next day the newspapers sink in the water-closets.

People, giving birth to children.

People, suffering from pain.

People, shooting other people,

But with this they can't have meal without salt.

They'd give a fortune for a couple of wings,

They'd give a fortune for the third eye,

For the hand, which has forteen fingers,

They need other air for breathing.